The assistant watched his young master get out of the car, open an umbrella, and quicken his pace toward the girl.
He shook his head.
Indeed! The power of love is great, and even their wise and brave young master was no exception.
Xie Yanshang held the umbrella, looking at Su Zhiruan who was drenched, her soft long hair stuck behind her ears. She was jogging, seemingly headed back to her apartment.
He quickly walked up to her and held the umbrella over her head.
Su Zhiruan had only wanted to quickly get home and then take a warm bath and have a good sleep.
Suddenly, she felt as if the rain from the sky had stopped, and then she looked up. This scene seemed familiar, and in an instant, she thought of the day at the military training opening ceremony, when a similar scene had occurred.
"Xie Yanshang?" Su Zhiruan blurted out in surprise.
"Long time no see."
