Yu Chen's car was parked in front of Yue Xiaoyang's house, and he sat on the hood waiting for them.
The sunlight fell on him, outlining his tall and majestic figure. He wore a shirt and trousers, with two buttons undone and his sleeves casually rolled up, revealing his strong forearms. It was a slightly different look from his usual image as a rigid tech elite.
No matter how casually he dressed, he still looked like an aristocratic young man.
Yue Xiaoyang's car drove past him directly into the garage, and his gaze followed the car, looking at the back seat.
Zhang Miaoyan tightened her grip on the seatbelt. She knew he couldn't see her from outside, but she was still extremely nervous.
The car stopped in the garage, and Zhang Miaoyan got out, hiding behind Gong Xiaoyu.
Gong Xiaoyu didn't know if she still remembered Yu Chen, only thought she was scared, and comforted her, saying, "Miao Yan, that person is not bad, he's our friend. Don't be afraid."
