An Ran looked at the time and saw that school was over. Thinking that Mu Xingfeng would definitely come to pick her up, she sent him a message.
Before she reached the entrance of Longteng Xinyuan, she saw a tall and slender figure.
"Instructor Mu~~"
Seeing the man, An Ran ran over immediately.
"Instructor Mu, where are you going?"
Perhaps it was a delusion, or maybe she had never noticed before, but Mu Xingfeng looked unbelievably handsome today.
At that moment, he was wearing a black woolen coat, so straight it didn't even have a wrinkle. The coat's buttons were not done up, yet he didn't look sloppy at all. Rather, he exuded a sense of dignified composure and natural nobility.
The raised collar somehow softened his imposing presence, adding a touch of brightness, making his already handsome features even more defined.
The dark shirt, black trousers—wrapped in these dark colors, he looked like the king of the night, imposing and untouchable.
