Xiao Qian saw Old Mai standing on the side of the road, holding roses. It seemed that he hadn't seen the thrilling scene that had just happened. He was paying the taxi fare. Did those two people retreat because of Old Mai?
Logically, it didn't make sense. If Old Mai wanted to curry favor with her, he should have taken advantage of this opportunity to play the hero and save the beauty. So why did Old Mai act like nothing was wrong?
Xiao Qian felt that something was very strange, and no matter how she tried to deduce it logically, it didn't add up.
Old Mai tidied up the bouquet and revealed a self-proclaimed perfect pick-up smile, then walked affectionately towards Xiao Qian.
He had practiced these few steps for a long time!
A white suit, a super stylish hairstyle with hair wax, a perfect smile, and at this moment, the summer breeze blew past his deliberately left bangs, Old Mai could almost feel Xiao Qian's expression, being mesmerized by him.
