Sheng Tang felt much more alert as the cold morning wind blew.
She remembered telling Gu Jiahui that if he ever discovered anything unfavorable to her, he should inform her immediately.
Now, with his ambiguous hints and special effort to find her here, Sheng Tang wondered if he really had something important to say.
Jiang Baocu's car had already arrived. She apologized to Gu Jiahui, "Sorry, senior. I promised to give Sheng Tang a ride."
Sheng Tang hesitated for a moment, then said to Jiang Baocu, "You go ahead, I'll take his car back."
She gently squeezed Jiang Baocu's hand.
This was their secret signal, meaning they'd talk later.
Jiang Baocu didn't insist further.
Gu Jiahui got out of the car and personally opened the door for Sheng Tang.
In the depths of winter, Gu Jiahui wore a black shirt, matching sweater, and a very long cloak, exuding elegance.
He was slim and tall, a natural clothes hanger, his long cloak making him look like a runway model.
