Shen Xinglan had thought of many ways that they would meet again, he even rehearsed saying sorry to A Miao in his mind countless times. He pondered over every tone, hoping that he could make A Miao feel his joy and regret.

"Do I know you, Director Shen?"

That light sentence disrupted his script.

"A Miao..." Shen Xinglan murmured, "What did you say?"

He even thought he had misheard her.

"You used to be male-female friends." ...