Zhan Moxiao had modified an out-of-production luxury noble car from the last century into an ordinary-looking car for Ou Lan to use. This joke was ultimately difficult to reveal.
Ou Lan and Lin Ziran were naturally carefree little goblins. Shocked by this event, they did not suffer any psychological scars and happily walked hand in hand into the shopping mall to shop.
Zhan Lingtao followed behind the two, watching them holding hands, his little face full of sour jealousy. Why wasn't Ou Xiaolan getting closer to him?
He had even shared a blanket with her!
The more he looked, the more jealous he got. He thickened his skin, ran a few steps forward, and took hold of Ou Lan's other hand.
While Lin Ziran was excitedly discussing how grand Huaguan Shopping Mall was with Ou Lan, she suddenly felt a warmth in her palm as a soft small hand tightly grasped it.
Ou Lan suddenly stopped in her tracks.
