"Isn't that the CEO of Di'ao Group? Wasn't he using a wheelchair before? How come his legs look perfectly fine now?"
"That's right, but now that I see him like this, he looks even more handsome."
As Wei Anning and Leng Youchen walked past, they could still hear the murmurs behind them. Unable to resist, she turned to glance at Leng Youchen, only to collide with his deep gaze. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away.
The two awkwardly walked out of the school gates, where two luxury cars were parked. One of them was Leng Youchen's Bentley. He opened the passenger-side car door, his phoenix-like eyes fixed unwaveringly on Wei Anning. "Get in the car."
Wei Anning, carrying her backpack, had no intention of getting into his car. "I'll take the bus home myself."
The man's fingers on the car door tightened slightly. "Do you want to argue with me here?"
