A man was sitting in the driver's seat, lowering the window, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. He lifted his hand slightly and waved casually at Ji Xinxin, but Ji Xinxin ground her teeth in resentment.
Ling Chuxia couldn't help but follow Ji Xinxin's gaze out of the window, and upon landing on the man's handsome face, a flash of surprise crossed her eyes.
She turned to ask Ji Xinxin something, but Ji Xinxin had already stood up, grabbed her bag, and hurriedly left behind the words, "Xiaxia, I'm going first, I'll call you later, bye." Then she walked straight out of the café, got into the man's car, and the car quickly started and drove away.
Ling Chuxia was stunned for half a second, her confusion deepening. That man just now, he looked so much like Eldest Young Master Shen Shen Qian.
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Ji Xinxin sat in the passenger seat, her beautiful face cold as ice, lips tightly pressed, silent.
