Lin Qingge walked over and got into the car. When she looked up, she inadvertently met the gaze of someone standing by the window on a certain floor.
She was startled; it was Mo Feng.
He came too?
Yet, all this time, she clearly hadn't seen him.
She withdrew her gaze, but she still seemed to feel his eyes lingering on her.
She didn't know much about Mo Feng. Back then, because of school, she rarely saw him; all she knew was that he was her brother-in-law.
The man in the car leaned over and helped her fasten the seatbelt, exuding gentlemanly manners in his every move. "Is that your friend?"
Lin Qingge nodded, thought for a moment, and then shook her head, "No."
She lifted her gaze to look at the man beside her, "Consider him an old acquaintance, don't misunderstand."
The man chuckled softly, his thin lips landing a kiss on her forehead, "Do I seem so petty to you?"
Lin Qingge hugged his arm, displaying a little woman's coquettish demeanor. "Of course not."
