He Doesn’t Care About Her Now

Jiang Yigu opened the door. "Want to sit around for a while?"

"N-no, it's alright…" Tian Miaomiao quickly waved him off and giggled awkwardly. "I'm going home… hahaha…"

"Stop!" Jian Yigu's voice was abrupt and commanding.

Tian Miaomiao froze immediately.

"Wait for me a bit. I'll bring you home."

He was not comfortable with a girl going off alone.

Tian Miaomiao watched as he left. She was able to react eventually, and became angry.

Damn it. He actually had the gall to tell her what to do!

When he comes out, she was going to split his head.

Jiang Yigu, however, came out in his car with his window half-wound down.

He already had another pair of glasses on: grey frames and faintly brown lenses. Beneath, his eyes were enrapturing to the soul just like always, and though his lengthy figure was matched with simple clothing, he stayed infinitely forbidding as ever.