The Real Wrold 3

The next morning, everyone was waiting there. Of the six people, only Xu Lin didn't show up.

As the soon-to-be pretend girlfriend, Wen Nannan hesitated slightly as she looked at Lu Huai in the crowd. After all, she hadn't managed to appease Daddy Lu yet—it was better to keep her distance for now.

Yan Jinyan glanced at the boss beside him, whose expression was dark and exuded a palpable low-pressure aura, then at Wen Nannan hiding among the crowd. He beckoned her over.

Wen Nannan shook her head and made a throat-slitting gesture across her neck, expressing her fear.

Yan Jinyan chuckled, looked at Lu Huai's expressionless face, and couldn't help but say, "Sir, sometimes liking someone requires taking the initiative. Especially when you like her, but she doesn't like you yet. If you keep acting so distant, you'll scare her away."

Lu Huai glanced at him, his face cold as he got into the car. "Drive."