Looking down, he blinked several times.

She tried to pull it out, but couldn't.

Of course, she didn't use much force.

The little girl was obviously uncomfortable and a bit shy: "What are you doing? I didn't even agree to let you hold my hand."

So you're angry?

"Of course."

Jiang Yingchi took her hand and put it in his pocket, saying, "Is it ready now?"

Ning Qiluo: "..."

Not only was Jiang Yingchi holding her hand, but he had also brazenly slipped it into his pocket. Through the fabric, she could almost feel his burning skin, and her cheek flushed.

She quietly took another deep breath, looked up at him, and asked, "What brings you here?"

Jiang Yingchi: "It's nothing."

"Then why didn't you leave? What are you doing here?" she asked again.

Jiang Yingchi leaned down, closing the distance between them, and whispered in her ear, "I'll wait for you."

The words "waiting for you" resonated deeply in Ning Qiluo's heart.

I don't know how to describe it, but I'm just incredibly happy.

The sudden clatter of high heels echoed in the distance, and Ning Qiluo immediately pulled her hand out of Jiang Yingchi's pocket, taking a step back to keep a certain distance from him.

Suddenly realizing that her actions were like burying her head in the sand, Ning Qiluo stepped forward and pushed Jiang Yingchi back into the car: "Jiang Yingchi, hurry up and get in. Don't let anyone see us, or we won't be able to explain ourselves."

Ning Qiluo had no strength to push Jiang Yingchi, but she managed to push him back into the car.

Just as she was about to close the car door, Jiang Yingchi stopped her hand: "What do you take me for?"

"When..." an individual.

He changed the subject of his words: "Treat him as the most understanding Mr. Jiang."

Clearly, these words pleased Jiang Yingchi, and his mood was entirely due to her, so he agreed to get back into the car.

Ning Qiluo took off her coat and stuffed it inside. Just as she closed the car door, the clattering sound of high heels grew even closer.

"Miss Ning, Miss Ning, please wait..."

It turned out that Weng Xi had chased after them, lifting her skirt.

She was wearing high heels, which made a loud noise when she ran, and she was running very fast.

After Weng Xi hurriedly chased after her, she found that Ning Qiluo hadn't left yet, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, muttering to herself: Thank goodness, it should still be in time to apologize.

"Is there something you need?"

Ning Qiluo looked indifferently at Weng Xi, who was approaching her.

Perhaps because she ran too fast, her carefully styled hair was all messed up, but Weng Xi no longer cared about her image. She grabbed Ning Qiluo's wrist and said, "Miss Ning... President Ning."

The night was perfect, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

Ning Qiluo raised her hand to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, and looked at Weng Xi with a smile: "So, what exactly do you want?"

Weng Xi had to admit that Ning Qiluo was truly beautiful. Her every smile and gesture exuded the elegance of someone from a wealthy family, something that couldn't be easily imitated.

"President Ning, I have deeply realized my mistake and hope you can forgive me and give me another chance."

Weng Xi's tone was very serious.

But Ning Qiluo laughed, as if she didn't understand, and asked her, "What are you saying?"

“President Ning…” Weng Xi pinched herself secretly, the pain bringing tears to her eyes. She gripped Ning Qiluo’s wrist tightly: “I shouldn’t have made you angry. It was my fault. I will change. Please give me another chance.”