Chen Lan saw the two of them sticking to each other from afar.
She hesitated for a long time, but still lowered her head and coughed twice to remind him.
The underground parking lot was empty, so her coughing was especially obvious.
Song Qingyu quickly pushed the person in front of her away and stuffed the golden trophy into his hand." Get in the car, let's go back first."
This was not a place for dating.
Even though their relationship had been made public, Song Qingyu didn't plan to make it to the hot searches every two or three days because of intimate photos.
Not only was she annoyed by these gossips, most passersby would have the same feeling.
Jiang Zhihan understood. He held the trophy in one hand and held Song Qingyu's hand in the other.
Chen Lan sat in the front passenger seat and even signaled the driver to raise the partition.
