Gong Ting held back a breath of anger, glaring at the silhouette that gradually receded into the distance. He slammed the accelerator, and the car shot forward like an arrow, leaving the woman's figure far behind.
Xiao Yu strolled forward leisurely, seemingly unaffected in the slightest.
She knew there was a world of difference between her and Gong Ting. If not for the chaos of that night, they would have never crossed paths. But for a woman, no matter how the first encounter happens, there will always be special feelings for the first man in her life.
Especially when this man is exceptionally outstanding, standing as a beacon in any crowd, attracting the eyes of others.
Therefore, her relationship with Gong Ting could only stop at being a kept woman and a keeper; she would never cross beyond that.
