He grasped the doorknob and sneakily winked at Ji Anning standing opposite him, sending a flirtatious glance.
Ji Anning returned a polite, obligatory smile, her gaze barely lingering half a second on his roguish face before immediately looking at Qi Helian, "Then I'll be going. I'll send over the things you need once I have them ready."
Qi Helian nodded, "Hmm."
Watching Ji Anning walk away, Rong Feifan was finally willing to get in the car. As he buckled the seat belt, he gossiped, looking at Qi Helian, "Bro, what's Anning supposed to give you?"
Qi Helian ignored him, started the car, and concentrated on making a U-turn on the two-lane road.
The more he kept silent, the more curious Rong Feifan became, leaning in and asking, "Do you like Anning too?"
Hearing that question, Qi Helian's heart inexplicably skipped a beat. He turned his head, guiltily looking at Rong Feifan, "How can you tell I like her?"
