The brain, for the first time ever, hadn't made a judgment before the body reacted first.
Chi Cheng pushed open the driver's seat door, his figure tall and straight, and strode across the road.
Meanwhile, after wiping Jiang Yinuo's chin, An Ran was just about to toss all the garbage into the trash can.
But her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.
She turned her head in shock and was met with Chi Cheng's handsome face.
The man said nothing, grasped her wrist and turned to leave.
"Hey? What are you doing? Let go of me..." An Ran stumbled as she followed behind Chi Cheng.
Jiang Yinuo was equally stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and chased after them, "Wait a minute."
Chi Cheng, usually refined and regarded by the world as a prince as elegant as an English noble, gentlemanly and well-bred.
But now, he completely ignored Jiang Yinuo, tightening his grip on An Ran's wrist even more.
