The fragile, pitiful demeanor is not something everyone appreciates; at least Shu Jiao, who is sitting in the passenger seat, doesn't.
Today, Ruan Jiaojiao is trying on dresses, and of course Shu Jiao couldn't miss this event. She had known about it from Ruan Hao last night, but she had to handle some urgent matters early this morning, thus she went out early and rushed to be here now.
The car windows are tinted, so people outside can't see inside. Shu Jiao looks at the shivering girl outside with a calm expression, and she rolls down the window, discreetly glancing at Ruan Hao beside her.
Zhou Yun never expected the window to be rolled down by an attractive woman. Even though she looks evidently not young anymore, Zhou Yun instinctively pauses, with her eyes involuntarily showing traces of hostility.
"Who are you?" Shu Jiao notices Ruan Hao isn't planning to speak, so she takes the initiative to ask.
