By the time they reached Central Street, evening had fully descended, and the neon lights on the street gradually lit up. Jiang Baizhou and Cen Jin strolled holding hands for over half an hour before choosing a restaurant to sit down.
After dinner at the restaurant, it was already eight-thirty. They drove straight back to the villa neighborhood. Looking out at the two villas that were very close to each other, Cen Jin pondered seriously, feeling very conflicted, and turned to ask, "Jiang Baizhou, should we tell them about us dating?"
Jiang Baizhou turned off the car, looked at her frowning face, and chuckled lightly: "If they ask, we'll tell them, otherwise we won't. Even if we do tell, there's no issue."
"Okay." Jiang Baizhou's words gave her confidence. Although she didn't intend to hide anything, she felt telling them abruptly might scare them.
"Then I'll head in first." Cen Jin unbuckled the seatbelt, grabbed her bag, and prepared to leave the car after saying this.
