Although a bit far away, he could still clearly see the two people, noting that the boy was only in his early twenties.
Ah! What a charmer Wen Yan is, knowing exactly how to flirt.
These thoughts, Gong Xuan only dared to ponder them in his mind, never daring to say them out loud in front of Wen Yan. After all, the status of their relationship was clear—he and Wen Yan, they hadn't reached that point.
At least not for now.
If he meddled too much or said too much, who knows how Wen Yan might react.
Back in the day, she even fasted to force him to break up.
At the school gate, when the boy heard Wen Yan say she had plans already, he flashed a radiant smile and said: "Alright, then let's make plans for tomorrow."
"I won't have time tomorrow either."
"Then the day after tomorrow."
"The day after..."
Just as Wen Yan was about to say something else, Gong Xuan, not too far away, honked the car horn.
