Wasn't the reason I came all the way to pick up Cheng Qiuyu just for this moment?
His gaze unconsciously swept over Cheng Qiuyu again, and an inexplicable sense of possession surged in his heart.
A classic Mature Lady face with a manga-like figure and an air of aloofness that warned others to keep their distance.
In terms of looks alone, Cheng Qiuyu was undoubtedly one of the top girls he knew.
Unfortunately, she was too cold; after all these years of knowing her, she wouldn't even let him hold her hand, let alone anything ambiguous happening.
Cheng Qiuyu was a bit startled and greeted, "Brother Junfeng."
"Get in the car, let's pick up the package first, then I'll treat you to something nice," Gao Junfeng beckoned and pointed to the Bentley Continental beside him.
"Thank you." Cheng Qiuyu nodded, not asking how he got the car.
That's just her personality, even if she had countless questions inside, she wouldn't easily voice them.
"Thunk—" The car door closed gently.
