"Alright, at this time, you better not go down there and add to the chaos. I think Qin Jian can handle this matter on his own." Ning Yibin stopped Zhang Yun.
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The night deepened, and there were not many people left on the streets.
It was already the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the air was cool as water.
An Hao, dressed in a shirt and jeans, was already feeling a bit chilly. She instinctively hugged her arms and walked slowly toward the school.
At this time, there was no other option but to walk, as there was no one around to give her a lift.
Suddenly, she felt a slight weight on her shoulders. An Hao was startled and looked down to see a military jacket had been draped over her. The insignia with two bars and a star reflected a striking light under the moonlight.
An Hao turned around and saw Qin Jian standing behind her, his gaze even gentler than the cool moonlight.
