The night was as quiet as water, the wind gently rustled the leaves, beneath the girls' dormitory, the peculiar scene was not observed by many, attracting no significant attention.
Under the cloak of night, the shock on Huang Ying's face hadn't diminished, but her charming eyes had a hint of doubt: "Wei Wei, are you saying that he's a friend of Chen Fan, the chairman of Soaring Group?"
"Yes!"
Cao Wei affirmed, her voice held a tremor, and her eyes revealed a trace of sadness.
After getting involved with the young master of the Cao family, Huang Ying had not spared any effort in observing Cao Wei.
She knew very well that Cao Wei was neither good at lying nor a person who would lie.
At this moment, Huang Ying's assured response confirmed that the young man before her, wearing inexpensive clothes yet holding himself with confident, was definitely not the 'country bumpkin' she had imagined!
A friend of the chairman of the Soaring Group.
