An Mingji stepped forward, saw the name and phone number on the paper, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Ah Jin, what are you doing?"
Gu Jin returned the pen to the driver and folded the paper with the phone number written on it.
She turned back and flashed a smile at the young man: "That's a secret."
Not sure if it will work out, but if it does, a subtle glow crossed her eyes.
If it works out, she'll have a treat for her eyes in the future.
Seeing the playful smile on Gu Jin's face, An Mingji's expression of helplessness turned to indulgence.
In fact, he had roughly guessed it; she had been staring at the man wearing sunglasses, and the little schemes that flickered in her eyes didn't escape him.
He shrugged, lazily leaning against the car, and said warmly, "Then I'll wait for you."
"Good boy—"
Gu Jin squinted her eyes and smiled.
Under An Mingji's gaze, she walked towards Cheng Shi'en.
