The items had some weight to them, and as she carried them for a while, she felt the plastic bag cutting into her hand. She regretted not buying them a few days earlier when she still had her car to carry them.
As she walked, she heard a gentle honking sound and instinctively looked back. A car was following closely behind her, and someone poked their head out, "Dr. Ruan, is that really you?"
Xue Weilin.
He had switched to a different sports car.
Xue Weilin got out of the car and walked up to her, "Dr. Ruan, carrying all this, why don't I give you a ride?"
"No need, thank you," she habitually refused.
"Hey, Dr. Ruan, I am not a tiger, am I? Why do you always see me as if I'm some venomous snake or fierce beast?" Xue Weilin also had a pair of appealing eyes, which at that moment were filled with a mix of grievance and inquiry.
Such a look and tone, playful yet mostly aggrieved, made Ruan Liuzheng unable to help but smile.
