Jiang Yanzhou stared at her for a moment, and his calmness was intimidating.
He had already asked people to delete the photos and videos of Lu Yang online, while Su Yiran had been confined by her family recently and hadn't watched any variety shows.
Jiang Yanzhou sighed with relief but furrowed his brow.
No matter how many calculations he made, he didn't expect there would be a loophole here.
But he couldn't let Su Yiran meet her directly.
Lu Yang had a song playing in his ears. He wasn't asleep, but he didn't open his eyes either. It wasn't until the car stopped and Jiang Yanzhou leaned over, unfastening her seatbelt, his warm and humid breath brushing against her face, that she slowly opened her eyes.
Their gazes met, and she took off her earphones.
Jiang Yanzhou said, "I'm not familiar with the person from earlier."
After a moment of silence, he added, "Jiang Ruzi knows her."
