The female college student chuckled awkwardly when she saw this, "Your girlfriend is really pretty."
Shi Lingyan paused in his stride, didn’t turn his head, and said indifferently, "Thank you."
His gaze was fixed on Shi Mei, and upon meeting her eyes, a faint smile seemed to pass through his deep, dark eyes.
Shi Mei felt chills running down her spine, her already uneasy heart feeling as if it were being gnawed by ants.
She handed him back the bank card, saying, "I spent fifty-eight, I’ll transfer it to you through WeChat when we get back."
The hint of a smile in Shi Lingyan’s eyes suddenly disappeared, turning slightly somber.
Shi Mei pretended not to notice, stuffed the bank card into his hand, and quickly turned around and ran.
Shi Lingyan watched her actions, took a step forward, and quickly caught up with her.
The college girl looked at them, her face filled with both envy and longing, "Those two standing together look like a magazine cover."
"Yes, they’re really good-looking, but did they have a fight?"
"It seems like it, but did you see? The woman was holding a black card, wow."
Shi Mei was a bit agitated, walking fast, quickly striding past the roadside.
It was already getting late, and there weren’t many people on the streets.
Shi Mei opened a pack of cigarettes while walking briskly forward.
Turning her head, Shi Lingyan was indeed still following her.
Shi Mei pursed her lips, decisively stopping in her tracks, turning around, and saying, "I’ll transfer it to you when I get back, stop following me."
Shi Lingyan’s already somber face darkened in an instant.
He stepped forward quickly, stuffing the wallet directly into her hand, "It’s all yours, take as much as you want."
Shi Mei pursed her lips, stuffed the wallet back, and muttered firmly, "I don’t want it."
"You do," Shi Lingyan pushed harder, his tone softening, sounding somewhat coaxing, "Take it."
Hearing the unintentional pampering tone in his words, Shi Mei’s irritation grew. She flung his hand away and said coldly with a stern face, "Mr. Shi, we’re already divorced. Please don’t come looking for me or contact me in the future. I don’t like it!" Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel★fire.net
The wallet fell to the ground.
Shi Lingyan’s eyes grew even darker, he stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, "Do you not like me coming to see you, or do you not like being divorced from me?"
Shi Mei stepped back, struggling instinctively with some annoyance, and said, "You’re sick! Let go!"
Shi Lingyan didn’t let go but instead pulled her into his arms, "I am sick, otherwise how could I still not forget you, Tang Wu..."
"I Tang your head!" Shi Mei suddenly panicked, "You’re Tang Wu, let go!"
Shi Lingyan was scolded but wasn’t annoyed, his tone softened, nearly cooing, "Your password was correct just now."
"I guessed, wasn’t your ex-girlfriend Tang Wu?"
"Yes," Shi Lingyan’s expression eased slightly, seemingly with a light sigh, "Not just the past, but also the present, and the future will all be Tang Wu."
Shi Mei’s eyelids drooped, hiding the shock in her eyes, "You’re crazy, Tang Wu has long been dead."
Seeing her , Shi Lingyan took a step closer and whispered softly, "You think that by changing your face, I wouldn’t recognize you?"
Shi Mei shuddered violently, unable to believe what she heard.
One glance met Shi Lingyan’s intense, burning gaze, "Even if you were reduced to ashes, I would recognize you."