The brain unusually hadn't made a judgment, yet the body reacted first.
Chi Cheng pushed open the driver's seat door, tall and straight, striding across the street.
An Ran had just finished wiping Jiang Yinuo's chin and was about to dump all the trash into the garbage bin.
But her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.
She turned her head in panic to find Chi Cheng's handsome face right there.
The man said nothing, grabbed her wrist, and turned to walk away.
"Hey? What are you doing? Let go of me..." An Ran stumbled behind Chi Cheng.
Jiang Yinuo was also taken aback, and after a moment of realization, hurriedly chased after them, "Wait a minute."
Chi Cheng, who in the eyes of the public was a gentleman like an English noble prince, cultured and refined.
But at this moment, he completely ignored Jiang Yinuo, tightening his hold on An Ran's wrist a bit more.
Jiang Yinuo resolutely ran in front of Chi Cheng, blocking him, "Mr. Chi, where are you taking her?"
