Chuzheng leisurely walked out of the store with a bag in hand, and just after taking two steps, she was stopped by someone.
"Miss Qin, what a coincidence."
Qiao Wei was dressed in an elegant ivory dress, looking both exquisite and graceful, smiling at her.
Chuzheng was dressed much more casually. The weather was still cold outside, so she was wearing a thick coat. At this moment, one hand in her pocket and the other holding a bag, she stood there with an air of coolness.
Although they were two completely different styles, Chuzheng didn't lose any ground in terms of presence in front of Qiao Wei.
"Miss Qin, shopping alone?" Qiao Wei asked with a smile, looking amicable and hiding any hostility.
She seemed as if she hadn't suspected that the incident at the last banquet was Chuzheng's doing.
Chuzheng's gaze subtly scanned the surroundings and coldly said, "No."
"Oh?" Qiao Wei blinked curiously, "Then who did Miss Qin come with?"
"Ghosts."
Qiao Wei: "..."
