Qiao Jing quickened her steps, not wanting to stay in this smog-filled place any longer.
She had only taken a few steps when a man's figure suddenly appeared in front of her, and before she could stop, she bumped right into him.
The man seemed to have purposefully approached Qiao Jing.
Just as Qiao Jing was about to push him away and apologize, she recognized the familiar scent coming from him.
The next second, a strong arm encircled her waist, pulling her into a hug.
The man's deep voice resonated in her ear.
"She's mine."
Lu Yingying, witnessing this scene, was stunned and looked at them incredulously.
"No... Qiao Linting, President Zhan, you—you—you—you guys?"
Loo Chao, seeing the two men hugging, displayed a disgusted expression, which he quickly concealed, especially since one of them was Zhan Qipei.
"Young Master Zhan, make sure you're not mistaken, this is a man. Your significant other would definitely be angry if she knew."
