Eating out, shopping, watching movies - Lin Fan and Jiayi had done it all as part of their date trilogy.
After the sun began to set, they reluctantly returned to the outskirts of the Cultural Troupe's compound, only to find Gao Yan's BMW still stubbornly parked there. Gao Yan himself was sitting at the front of the car, with cigarette butts littering the ground, evidence that he had returned after losing track of them.
"This creepy guy, hasn't he had enough?"
Yao Wan Jiao bit her teeth in frustration, feeling nearly driven to insanity by his relentless pursuit.
"Should I have someone take care of him?"
Lin Fan squinted his eyes, finding Gao Yan's extremism unacceptable. Experience told him to never trust such a person; if they say they love you to extremes now, they will hate you to extremes in the future. The same man ready to wait for you with flowers now could be willing to stab you later.
