The weather was not bad today. Although the morning weather was still somewhat cold, it was no longer as dry and cold as before. The plants by the roadside had already sprouted new shoots. After the beginning of spring, Baiyun City, a city in the north, was gradually warming up.
The intersection outside Erzhong was congested as usual. As soon as Jian Ai and Guan Tao crossed the road, a Mercedes-Benz drove over from the back and slowly stopped by the side of the road.
The car door opened and Xia Qinghuan walked out with her school bag. She gave the two people by the road a dazzling smile and greeted, "Morning, Jian Ai, Guan Tao."
Xia Qinghuan was also wearing a school uniform today. Her shiny black hair was tied into a ponytail. It looked like a simple hairstyle, but she wore an exquisite hair clip with a yellow gem on it. One could tell with just a look that it was expensive.
