Lin Qianru hurriedly hid herself behind the wall when she saw Mo Roulan turning to look in her direction.
A relived sigh escaped from her lips when she saw that Mo Roulan could not see her.
With curious and worry filled eyes, she looked at the car out of which she had seen Mo Roulan stepping out of. Her eyes went wide when she saw a man stepping out of the same car.
A man who seemed to be older than Mo Roulan.
Countless imaginations filled her mind.
Although she trusted her daughter very much, she was still worried about her. In the end, she was just a young girl who could be misled by some clever guy.
However, the next moment Lin Qianru's eyes widened when she saw the man's face.
It was the young man she had invited at dinner to her apartment…He Jian.
"Does it hurt now?"
"Huh?"
Mo Roulan raised her head. Her eyes showed the confusion she felt by the question.
