Jiang Man's expression changed dramatically in an instant, overwhelmed with panic.
If her subordinate discovered that she and Zhang Xiaoshan were sneaking out of the school early in the morning, she would be utterly embarrassed.
She stood still, at a loss for what to do.
Zhang Xiaoshan turned his head to look behind.
Lanhua had somehow appeared on the village path next to the school.
Today she wore yoga pants and a tank top, with her hair tied up high, her enchanting figure highlighted very clearly, her skin glistening with a layer of light sweat, irresistibly tempting.
But at this moment, her beautiful face was clouded with anger, her eyes full of rage at Zhang Xiaoshan, like a tigress about to tear him to pieces.
This is bad!
It might have been alright if it were any other woman, but Jia Lanhua was someone Zhang Xiaoshan deeply feared.
