"No…" Qiao Mianmian was a little stunned and immediately denied it.
Why would he be an embarrassment?
He was such an outstanding man.
But it was precisely because he was too outstanding that she didn't want him around.
His appearance these two days already made her more hated in school than before.
Mo Yesi opened the door and said, without room for discussion, "Then let me walk you there. Let's go."
*
When they got off, Mo Yesi held her hand.
His palm was so big and warm. She felt secure with her hand in his.
It was as if they were going to hold their hands this way for life.
They strolled into the campus.
Mo Yesi was in a suit and dressed like a professional elite. His handsome face and unmistakable charm were eye-catching.
Not to mention those long legs and perfect figure.
He was almost 1.90m in height and would stand out in every setting.
