Slender, fair fingers reached out and were clasped by the stranger wearing a mask in front of her.
Wen Yu held her fingertips, soft and a bit cool.
"Hello, Mr. Jack."
Ruan Yiyi looked at him, slightly raised an eyebrow, a faint smile on her lips.
But when she tried to withdraw her hand, she found out that it didn't move despite pulling.
Her fingers were still held in his hand.
"Mr. Jack?" She glanced at him, then at her own hand.
It seemed as if he just realized and promptly released her hand.
"Sorry, Miss Ruan."
Ruan Yiyi just chuckled lightly without saying anything, though her gaze repeatedly glanced at him, finally half-jokingly saying to Jiang Cheng:
"No wonder you're the developer of high-tech materials, choosing to keep such an enigmatic appearance to avoid being recognized and kidnapped perhaps?"
Jiang Cheng glanced at the still not of age youth, understanding once again his intention.
