Bright and beautiful.
Qi Helian looked at her, stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head and smiled knowingly.
Then, he raised his head and said to Ji Anning, "I was worried that it wouldn't be safe for you to go back alone, so I called your uncle, and he's coming to pick you up."
Upon hearing this, Ji Anning stared in disbelief, "What?"
He had called her uncle to come pick her up?
How was that possible?
"Let's go."
As Ji Anning was in disbelief, the indifferent voice of Ji Chicheng suddenly came from behind her.
She opened her mouth in surprise and turned around.
The man stood three meters away, his tall figure straight and slender, his deep black eyes reflecting the moonlight, cold and desolate, like ice peaks no one could reach.
Ji Anning stared blankly into Ji Chicheng's eyes, unable to snap out of it for a long while.
"Your uncle sometimes looks quite handsome, doesn't he?"
