Zhou Jingwei went to the car to fetch Cheng Weiyue, and took the opportunity to bring their things down. Zhao Ruolan and Jiang Jinran had already left, not waiting for the two of them.
It was quite obvious that Zhao Ruolan did not like Zhou Jingwei; even from afar, Cheng Weiyue could see it clearly.
Yet Zhou Jingwei remained calm, showing no signs of anger.
He carried bags in one hand and held Cheng Weiyue's hand with the other.
"Zhou Jingwei," the latter suddenly tugged at his hand. Zhou Jingwei lowered his head to look and saw the young girl's bright, limpid apricot eyes staring at him.
He found it amusing and asked her in a low voice what was the matter?
"My mom is just like this, don't take it to heart. She's just got a bit of a psychological shadow over my past with Zhao Hanchen, afraid that I'll be deceived."
Cheng Weiyue explained earnestly, fearful that Zhou Jingwei wouldn't believe her, and she spoke very quickly and anxiously.
