Fearing that Chen Jiayan might have been waiting a while.
Yet as soon as she exited, Chen Jiayan was already waiting in the corridor.
The corridor was designed in a retro style, well-lit even during the day, adorned with murals, and Chen Jiayan, dressed in casual attire, leaned lazily against the wall.
He was slightly tilting his head down, looking at his phone.
The slightly curled fringe on his forehead sheltered his brows, creating a striking contrast against his pale skin and dark hair.
Every time she saw him, Xie Baola was amazed by his charm.
Xie Baola hopped in front of him, her hand taking the initiative to latch onto his arm, "Let's go."
Chen Jiayan slipped his phone into his pocket and casually freed his arm from her grasp, then headed towards the elevator entrance.
Xie Baola followed him, "The way you were waiting for me earlier suddenly made my heart flutter."
Chen Jiayan didn't quite grasp her point.
Wasn't it just a trivial matter?
