Yan Huan raised an eyebrow, watching Tong Yingying's retreating figure, then glanced at the black jacket in his arms.
So, mimicking Tong Yingying, he slung the black jacket behind his back as well.
Honestly, it kind of felt cool.
It just felt like if he followed behind Tong Yingying, he wouldn't be the boss, but rather like a little follower.
With that in mind, he also stepped forward and walked shoulder to shoulder with Tong Yingying.
Finally, it didn't feel like the big sis leading her underlings to sweep across the rival streets anymore.
Instead, it was like they were the perfect age-gap couple.
"Sister Tong, why did you suddenly come to Jinghe District today?"
Tong Yingying glanced back at him and said,
"I had some business to take care of in Jinghe District and just finished, so I came to pick you up."
"I see..."
"What do you want to eat tonight?"
"You're treating me to dinner, really?"
