The tips of Song Yan's ears flushed red. She bit her lip, took a deep breath, and clutched her small handbag as she walked forward a few steps.
"Um... you must be Ling Anxun, right? My name is Song Yan. I just got back from overseas."
She came to a stop about a step away from Ling Anxun.
She extended a slender, fair hand, her fingertips trembling slightly.
Her gaze lingered on Ling Anxun's face for a moment before she quickly looked down.
Ling Anxun's right hand was shoved in his pocket. He didn't move.
He turned slightly, his eyes finding Shanshan to make sure his daughter hadn't been swept away by the crowd.
As for the young woman in front of him who had taken the initiative to be friendly...
He neither extended his hand in return nor said a word.
He glanced at his family. They were all sneaking peeks, each one ducking away faster than the last.
Ling Anxun's brow furrowed. 'He knew exactly what they were up to.'
