No way, right?
Why is Old Zhou here?
Could he be the only one in the car?
Wouldn't that mean she really can't clear her name even if she jumped into the Yellow River?
It's over, over, over... Just when Ran Yu felt like "heaven wanted to ruin me," the door of the rear car seat suddenly opened.
The scene went quiet as if on cue, and a hush fell over everyone.
It was only then that Ran Yu noticed the crowd that had gathered around: students, passersby, a formidable throng three layers deep, all craning their necks to watch the excitement.
If you said this wasn't premeditated, who would believe it?
Finally, the car door opened.
The first thing to emerge was a long, powerful leg clad in black suit trousers, impeccably pressed, and below, a pair of polished, spotless black leather shoes.
At a glance, Ran Yu's face broke into a smile, and the heart that had been in her throat suddenly settled down.
