Shen Zhixi's expression had always been composed, but upon seeing Xia Ye, he unconsciously revealed a faint smile.
"Miss Xia," Shen Zhixi nodded to her with gentlemanly grace as he greeted her.
Xia Ye responded with a slight lift of her chin.
Shen Zhixi was very clear.
She had returned.
Back to this body.
This body was no longer an empty shell...
Watching her brother speak with Xia Ye, witnessing his demeanor and expressions, Shen Zhiqiao couldn't quite understand whether her brother disliked Xia Ye, or...
If it were true that her brother disliked Xia Ye, the look he had when gazing at Xia Ye now betrayed no hint of hatred or disgust, and even held a... somewhat indescribable feeling.
He had never exhibited such an attitude when speaking with her.
But if it were to be said that her brother didn't dislike Xia Ye, why then had he warned her so incontrovertibly that day that she must never lose to Xia Ye?
