Ah Da stepped out of the front gate, searching amidst the crowd for Fang Yuan, who had said in her WeChat message that she'd be waiting outside for her.
Where was she?
She opened WeChat to call Fang Yuan, but after a long time of ringing, no one picked up. Ah Da frowned, about to turn back to find Qin Yu, when she suddenly spotted a hurried figure.
Could that be Fang Yuan?
Recalling the urgency in Fang Yuan's WeChat messages, Ah Da couldn't ignore her concern and quickly followed.
The girl lifted her pink dress slightly, taking small steps. Her cinched waist outlined a delicate figure, atop a neck as white as snow were stunningly beautiful facial features impossible to overlook.
Onlookers showed their amazement, but since ancient times, beauties have never been without their protectors. Mindful of Qin Yu, no one dared to openly stare and, as if with mutual understanding, they cleared a path for the young lady.