Zhou Wang had initially imagined some idol drama-like scenarios.
Like Jiang Mo suddenly developing some kind of telepathy, and then both of them turning back at the same time or something...
But it didn't happen.
Jiang Mo remained indifferent to everything around her, just keeping her head down as she walked briskly past. There were always stunned passersby who turned back, but the already accustomed Jiang Mo paid them no mind.
Zhou Wang didn't call out to her; he merely became curious about what her daily life was like when he wasn't beside her.
"Ying Tao, go find that old He, have him get you a car, and then wander around anywhere nearby. I'll call you if I need anything."
"Okay."
Miao Ying didn't ask much. She just took the business card, then tried to hand the umbrella to Zhou Wang.
"You take the umbrella; I won't need it."
