The car stopped at the school gate, and Wei Anning got out, hesitating as she looked at Leng Youchen's legs. "I'm going in, bye."
Leng Youchen's gaze deeply followed her departing figure, he slightly furrowed his brows, and looked down at his own legs. In fact, his wife wasn't as clueless as he had imagined; maybe she was starting to doubt something, but she just didn't want to believe it, didn't want to pierce through that veil.
"Third Young Master, are we going to the company now?"
"Yes."
The car slowly started, Leng Youchen turned his head towards the window, Wei Anning's figure had gradually disappeared deep into the campus. He suddenly remembered something, "Stop the car, I want to visit the school."
The car came to a halt, and Leng Youchen got out and went straight to the principal's office.