Miao smiled sheepishly, wanting to leave but unable to just walk away. She could only stand awkwardly there with her shopping bag. 。Jiang Qingran held her breath, unable to inhale or exhale. Even the..."What's wrong" He Hanchuan asked. 。 big and it wasn't peak hour, it was relatively quiet. Towards Evening's table could almost hear their voices, but they were just too unclear to make out.After saying a couple of words, they both rea...