Last night, while Jiangg Ning was forcing a smile at a coffee shop, facing the blind date her uncle had set up for her.
In Lanjing, Jiangg Yao was forcefully tugging at Chen Yuan's shirt, sticking her head inside and muttering, "These aren't pink, either?"
"Are you crazy?"
She was giving Chen Yuan a headache. He had just finished his homework and was exhausted. The moment he lay down on his bed to rest for a bit, Jiangg Yao, who had been on her phone in the living room, must have heard him. She scurried over with light, quiet steps.
She peeked her head in from the doorway, and seeing that Chen Yuan hadn't noticed her, she snuck right to his bedside and pounced like a hungry tiger.
Caught completely off guard, he was nearly knocked senseless.
