Jiang University's entrance.
Ji Shaojun had ridden in Assistant Wang's car before, so he recognized the license plate and turned to Ming Dongheng, "Xiaoming, someone has come to pick us up, you don't need to give a ride."
Ming Dongheng nodded, standing aside without leaving, his gaze piercing through his sunglasses to look at Assistant Wang's license plate.
Assistant Wang got out from the driver's seat.
He walked over to the other side, his eyes watching Ji Shaojun and his group.
He had met both Ji Shaojun and Shen Qing before, his eyes settling on the girl standing next to Shen Qing.
The summer sun sets late, so at that time the light was not harsh, with the entire sun appearing as if veiled in a layer of soft mist, the cool, golden rays slanting onto her, her emerald dress fluttering with the wind.
Her brows and eyes were lazy yet unbridled.
It was the pride of her blooming age, yet also a rare composure in pointing out the hills and rivers of this age.