The streetlights within the campus were lit at dusk, and an expanse of orange light descended from them.

Chen Lan and Mu Qing walked side by side like a couple, yet a certain distance was maintained between their shoulders. Every single time Mu Qing tried to get closer, Chen Lan’s shoulders acted as if they had eyes and smoothly avoided her.

After trying a few times, Mu Qing gave up. She understood Chen Lan’s character, and it was exactly that character of his which was most attractive to her.

“My parents have prepared dinner. Some of my father’s friends might be there as well….” Mu Qing placed both her hands in her coat pockets while her beautiful hair fluttered along the cold winds of winter. As her slender figure strode lightly forward, the illumination of the streetlights on her gorgeous and charming face added a indescribably mysterious feeling of beauty to her.

“OK.” Chen Lan nodded and didn’t really have any reaction to her words.

But Mu Qing seemed as if she’d heaved a sigh of relief...