Just as the two were immersed in the ambiguous beauty of the night, a cell phone rang.
It was Mo Yunchen's call, his expression slightly stern. He glanced at the phone and saw that it was from Mo Cang.
"Wait here for me a moment, I'll be right back!" Mo Yunchen whispered to Qin Qin.
Qin Qin nodded and saw him let go of her hand and walk to the side to answer the call, his tall figure casual yet radiating an imposing aura that was impossible to ignore.
"Qin Qin, what are you doing here?!" A male voice rang out, tinged with surprise and a hint of delight.
Qin Qin looked up and saw a young figure running toward her. Somewhat puzzled, she recognized him; he seemed to be Lee Jiaqi, the person she had once had a crush on.
Lee Jiaqi ran up to Qin Qin's side, followed by a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old girl who was walking slowly behind him.