Jiang Ning slowly brought the car to a stop in front of Qi Xingzhou.
The car window rolled down, and their eyes met. Upon seeing Jiang Ning, the previously empty and indifferent look in Qi Xingzhou's eyes seemed to be suddenly filled with vitality, coming to life at once.
He wore a white shirt today, with a sharp silhouette that outlined perfect shoulders, and one could vaguely discern his superior figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Light-colored casual pants complemented the attire, and his fluffy hair looked soft and voluminous in the sunlight. His eyes shone brightly as he happily looked down to meet Jiang Ning's gaze, his demeanor clean and clear, brimming with youthful spirit.
Jiang Ning smiled and spoke, "Have you been waiting long?"
"Not long; I just arrived," Qi Xingzhou replied honestly, shaking his head and inadvertently revealing the sweat-dampened forehead beneath his black hair at his temples.
