Xue Fanxin was used to seeing self-righteous heiresses like Guan Miaoyan. She really could not be bothered to waste time with her. She finished the ice cream in her hand in two or three bites and went to leave.
"Ah Jiu, let's go. Don't waste time with such uncultured people."
"Who did you say was uncultured? You…" Guan Miaoyan was enraged by Xue Fanxin's words. She could not care less about her image and only wanted to vent her anger for herself. She also wanted to keep the man she liked, but unexpectedly, when she chased after him out of the ice cream shop, he had already disappeared.
Strange, she had clearly followed these two people out and she had followed them the moment they came out. How could she have lost them?
No matter how fast these two people walked, it was impossible for them to disappear the moment they left.
