Selecting a spot with a good view in the café, Qin Yiren ordered a cup of coffee and stared heavily out at the bustling scene outside the window.
Although she was unwilling to admit it, Chu Xinian's presence did influence her mood.
That came from another her, entirely beyond her current control, leaving her at a loss yet helpless.
With slender fingers gently caressing the coffee cup, Qin Yiren frowned with a splitting headache, her pale face drawing the attention of other patrons.
Finally realizing 'her' dark past, Qin Yiren hurriedly found sunglasses in her bag and put them on, pretending everything was fine and remaining silent.
After a while, the café's door opened.
A young woman with a tray, wearing a business-like smile, approached to welcome the guests, "Hello, how many people..."
Before finishing her sentence.
