While she claimed not to hold out hope, how could she possibly not anticipate anything when actually faced with the situation?
As the man's fingertips touched hers, Ning Xia couldn't tell if it was her own psychological effect, but she felt a swift current of electricity pass through, giving her fingertips a tingling sensation.
She unconsciously fluttered her eyelids to look at Bo Siyan, whose handsome face showed no expression, leaving her unsure if he had felt anything, or what.
His fingertips moved along her fingers upwards, pausing for about three seconds before he withdrew his hand.
He withdrew so quickly, so... did he feel nothing towards her hand? Had he truly... not recognized her?
Ning Xia's eyelids slowly drooped, a trace of mockery coloring her gaze.
Luckily, she had mentally prepared herself, so she wasn't hurt, not hurt at all!
However, the next second, her hand was suddenly grasped, causing a slight leap in Ning Xia's heart.
