Lan Tian sat in the car, somewhat speechlessly staring at the chauffeur. Mr. Mo had said the chauffeur didn't know the way, but look at this supposedly clueless chauffeur, he still arrived at the school a good ten minutes earlier than the previous one.
Lan Tian, feeling helpless, touched her forehead. Why did she believe the old man's words?
"Miss, you wait in the car, I will go to the school gate to wait for your fiancé." As soon as the military school's gate opened, without being asked by Lan Tian, the chauffeur took the initiative to go down to pick someone up. Lan Tian, watching the chauffeur walk away, felt an itch to scratch someone for the first time.
The driver actually knew what Mo Junhua looked like, so... she'd been hoodwinked by Mr. Mo.
There Mo Junhua came out heading to the bus stop when a figure walked up and blocked his path; Mo Junhua stopped to look at the person.
