Time slipped away silently, and the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping. Eventually, the announcement came: all flights today have been canceled.
Dong Xin Yan sat blankly on the chair for several seconds, unclear whether she felt relief or disappointment. Fate had made the choice for her, guiding her to meet Xin Ruo.
In a way, it was good. If she left herself any room for hesitation, she might never be able to let go.
Dong Xin Yan left the airport, hailed a taxi, and instructed the driver to head straight to MK Group instead of returning to her apartment.
She had only heard about Xin Ruo from Gu Ningyi and the servants. She knew nothing else, so if she wanted to see Xin Ruo, she would have to start with Gu Ningyi.
From what she knew, Xin Ruo often called Gu Ningyi, and every time he received her call, he would go to meet her. So if she followed him, she should be able to see Xin Ruo.
