Zhou Yunyan stood on the steps not far away, half a head taller than the crowd around him, in a tailor-made haute couture suit, which made his figure more upright and his appearance handsome and outstanding, like a crane among chickens, dazzling and eye-catching.
Jiang Jingyun was stunned for a second, disregarding the fact that he hadn't replied to her message that afternoon, and rushed over to him as if she had seen a savior.
Out of concern for the impact, she didn't throw herself into his arms but eagerly grabbed his arm, with an affectionate tone, "Darling, there are so many people, I didn't see you."
Zhou Yunyan raised an eyebrow, surprised by her enthusiasm and initiative.
Soon, he spotted the short man following behind her, with a face as dark as if he had caught his girlfriend cheating.
A thought flashed through his mind, and he smoothly wrapped his arm around her waist, the corner of his lips curling into just the right arc.