Gu Xiaobai quickly hid behind Qiao Xiaren, with a sense suggestive of "borrowing the tiger's fierceness": "You only dare to posture in front of me. Have the guts to show off in front of that little bitch Yin Ping."
"You!" Chu Yiming was so angry that veins popped on his forehead, yet he was helpless.
Qiao Xiaren suddenly let go, looking at him with a faint smile: "Don't let me see you again, get lost!"
He dares to tell me to get lost? Does she even know who I am!
Just then, a man standing ten meters away spoke up: "Xiaobai, why are you always so naughty? Come here."
His voice was deep and steady. Gu Xiaobai didn't need to turn around to know who it was.
She slowly turned her head and indeed, she saw Mu Nian standing there, dressed in a fitted stand-collar overcoat, tall and straight.
His eyes still carried a bit of melancholy, fingers holding a cigarette, exuding a dry yet seductive air.
Gu Xiaobai, unusually obedient like a good child, slowly walked towards him.
