She was worried about him being seen, for goodness' sake!
And all around them were students who had come for the postgraduate entrance exam. Most of them were just over twenty, with a few older ones too. Having just finished their exams, they were all crowded at the school gate, wearing clothes that screamed student fashion. At six-foot-two, in a high-quality, standard business-style dark brown coat, he stood out amidst the crowd.
Jiang Yaoyao had already noticed people looking at them...
She hastily lowered her head and, grabbing his hand, started walking towards the side of the road.
Bo Jinlan laughed as he took her hand in his.
Jiang Yaoyao's fingers were chilled by the wind. Once in the car, she glanced at the driver at the front...
Old Qian smiled benignly at her, "Miss Jiang."
Jiang Yaoyao's face flushed. She wanted to pull her hand away but was also reluctant to let go of his warm, strong palm.
