Xu Qingqing's loneliness was strikingly evident on her face, and Lu Chenyu still accepted her invitation. However, history seemed to be repeating itself, as Lu Chenyu's attitude towards her mirrored that of Chen Yiran back then.
They sat facing each other, occasionally catching the faint scent of coffee carried by the movement of people and the wind. A light fragrance filled the air, yet the atmosphere between the two sisters was quite chilly.
A waiter bringing coffee broke the silence. Xu Qingqing smiled as she gracefully accepted the coffee, her face always adorned with a faint smile. Xu Lan Yi didn't think much of it; having drunk too much alcohol, she hardly felt anything she consumed.
Suddenly, Xu Qingqing let out a soft laugh and said lightly, "You know, when you were with Chen Yi
