Before getting off the car, Leng Jiuchen had deliberately put on a pair of sunglasses that could cover half of his face. At a glance, he looked like a mafia boss.
No matter where Leng Jiuchen appeared, his green military uniform was his trademark.
Therefore, today, he had suddenly changed his appearance. Ordinary people really could not tell who he was. They only felt that this person had a noble and cold temperament. His entire body was emitting a terrifying aura that said that he was not allowed to approach or look at me.
Xiang Qiuci felt very awkward. She felt that even if Leng Jiuchen had taken off his military uniform, he would still be the center of attention wherever he went. What if someone recognized him and saw her with him? What would she do then?
“What are you thinking about?”
Xiang Qiuci lowered her head slightly. As she walked, she was thinking about something. She did not even look at the road. Leng Jiuchen walked beside her and pulled her to stand on the spot.
