The sun shines through the mottled leaves and onto the streets of the bustling city. Fu Xin, a lively and lovely freshman. Wearing simple jeans and a white T-shirt, she ran on the street with a large backpack on her back, shuttling through the crowd like a nimble deer.
Meanwhile, in the heart of the city. He has a tall and straight figure, a stern face, and deep eyes like cold pools, exuding an aura that makes people dare not approach him easily.
Fu Xin ran in such a hurry that he didn't notice the crowd that suddenly stopped in front of him, and suddenly bumped into someone's back. She only felt a soreness in her nose and almost shed tears. "Oh, I'm sorry, I was too anxious..." She apologized quickly, raised her head and met Liu Zhiqing's cold gaze. Liu Zhiqing looked down at the rash girl, frowning slightly and feeling a little unhappy in his heart. Fu Xin was frightened by his eyes. She muttered an apology and wanted to leave in a hurry.
But Liu Zhiqing stopped her and said seriously: "Miss, you bumped into me and left just like that?" Fu Xin felt aggrieved. She had obviously apologized. "Then what do you want?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
