Yi Zhuo's dark eyes were inscrutable, fixed on her, hands in his pockets. When she noticed, his gaze shifted slightly but he gave no answer, standing still as a pine.
Chang Xuyu glanced sideways at him from a distance, frowned, and tossed the popsicle stick into the trash can, deciding not to bother with him. If he wanted to follow, let him. They had no relationship now. If he annoyed her, she would... call the police to arrest him!
She liked to walk to the library to study—it was quiet there, with taro red bean hot milk tea, and she could step on ice chips along the way. But today someone was tailing her, and she didn't want to see him. Resigned, she walked a bit further, then turned to look—still saw him. Fuming, she wanted to stomp her feet. He was usually busy and never around, why was he so free today? Playing stalker?
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