"Miss Qiao, is it convenient to talk now?" The young man's voice was gentle and pleasant.
Qiao Nian found this voice familiar as if she had heard it somewhere before. However, when she looked up and saw the person outside, she couldn't remember who it was.
Ye Wangchuan also saw the person standing outside. He raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Do you know him?"
The girl pulled down her baseball cap to hide her frustration. "Probably? I don't remember."
The man politely knocked on the window again and asked softly, "Miss Qiao, is it convenient for you to talk?"
So noisy!
Qiao Nian unbuckled her seatbelt and said to Ye Wangchuan, "I'll see what's this about."
Ye Wangchuan unlocked the door for her to get out. Then, he leaned against the driver's seat and adjusted the seat back. His long legs stepped on the brakes, and his elbows were on the steering wheel. He was watching the man's every move outside.
He knew this person.
