Jasmine Yale never expected that she would run into Sylvan Cheney on this day.
The sunset painted the entire campus in a gentle tone, making everyone seem as if draped in a saffron-colored veil.
"Always holding a bunch of flowers, aren't you tired?" Yukon Carbon asked with a smiling glance, looking down at her.
"I love it."
"If you like them, I'll pick more for you next time."
Yukon Carbon hugged Jasmine Yale as they walked towards the entrance.
As soon as she stepped out, Jasmine Yale startled, took two steps back, her eyes straight onto the black Maybach.
The Maybach was arrogantly and domineeringly parked at the school gate, the situation inside was unseen through its black windows, yet its luxury and nobility drew myriad gazes.
Someone in the crowd seemed to whisper, "I've seen this car more than once."
"Indeed, it's been parked here almost the entire afternoon, nobody dares to ask it to leave."
Yukon Carbon recognized the car.
