The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

The matter ended there. Those classmates who didn't like Ye Linlang were naturally unwilling to accept it.

But since the discipline inspection director had said so, no one dared to have any objections.

Thus, the students of grade one Class A obediently returned to their seats.

It was already the last self-study class. The time was 9:30 pm, but Ye Linlang's heart was actually somewhat anxious.

She lowered her head and took a look at the retro-styled traditional dress that was placed in the box. The more she frowned, the deeper her brows became.

Was it really a gift from Jiang Qiran?

Because too many people had "seen" this dress today, some parts of it were slightly wrinkled.

Ye Linlang couldn't help but reach out her hand and smooth the wrinkles on it bit by bit.

The fabric was delicate and soft, and it felt extremely good to the touch. Looking at the exquisite patterns and embroidery on it, Ye Linlang's mood seemed to calm down.

She took a deep breath, then took out the cell phone that Jiang Qiran had bought for her, and began to text Jiang Qiran.

--Didn't you say that you wouldn't give me a present on my birthday? Today, I received an express delivery, and inside it was a particularly beautiful Hanfu. I feel that other than you, there's no other possibility.

After Ye Linlang sent the text, in just a few dozen seconds, she received a text reply from Jiang Qiran.

——It's not from me.

When Ye Linlang saw those words, her eyes were almost burned!

It really wasn't from Jiang Qiran?!

It looked too valuable. Who else could it be from but Jiang Qiran?

Ye Linlang's heart was pounding non-stop. She didn't know why, but she felt extremely uneasy.

If it wasn't from Jiang Qiran, such a thing wouldn't be a surprise. Instead, it would be a shock.

Ye Linlang couldn't help but look at Yin Zihan's seat.

A young master like Yin Zihan wouldn't attend the evening self-study session.

It couldn't really be a gift from Yin Zihan, could it?

Ye Linlang stared at the clothes in the brocade box under the table and suddenly felt that it was a hot potato. She had to return it as soon as possible!

…

Just as Ye Linlang was feeling uneasy, she suddenly received a text message from Jiang Qiran.

——Alright, but speaking of which, the person who gave you the clothes has some connections with me. I'll come to pick you up at school later. You'd better stay with me today.

When Ye Linlang saw that text message, her entire mood was like a roller coaster!

Was Jiang Qiran playing with her or toying with her?!

She was almost scared to death by the two parts of the story!

Just now, Ye Linlang was wondering if she should return the dress. After all, girls loved to look pretty. When she heard that it was a gift from someone related to Jiang Qiran, Ye Linlang finally heaved a sigh of relief in her heart.

But if that was the case… who was it from?!

Mysterious…

Ye Linlang sent a "who is the person who sent the clothes" message, but Jiang Qiran didn't reply.

Ye Linlang sat in the classroom, waiting for the bell to ring.

Ling Yun High School's self-study session lasted until ten in the evening.

Class ended at ten in the evening.

Ye Linlang waited and waited, almost anxiously. When she heard the bell ring, she immediately picked up the brocade box, put on her backpack, and walked out of the classroom.

When the students saw her anxious look, they could not help but widen their eyes.

What on Earth was Ye Linlang going to do!

She was so anxious that it was as if there was a tiger chasing her from behind!

…

Ye Linlang ran to the school gate and looked around. There were only a few people returning home. Where was Jiang Qiran's figure?!

She looked up and suddenly noticed a rather luxurious sports car parked at the gate.

It was a white sports car with a low-key and luxurious design. Under the warm street lights, it was particularly eye-catching.

Even though Ling Yun High School was a noble school and there were many people driving luxury cars, Ye Linlang did not know why, but she felt that the car was particularly eye-catching.

Looking carefully at the license plate, it was a symbol that Ye Linlang had never seen before. It was neither a Lamborghini nor a Ferrari at the entrance of Ling Yun High School.

…

After all, no matter how beautiful a sports car was, it had nothing to do with her. Ye Linlang immediately averted her gaze.

She looked around, but she did not see Jiang Qiran's figure.

He clearly said that he was here to bring her back to his place!

Ye Linlang frowned in puzzlement. This fellow Jiang Qiran had an obsession which was hard to complain about. He was too punctual.

No matter what he did, it seemed like he would never be late.

Looking around, she still couldn't see Jiang Qiran's figure. Ye Linlang simply stayed under the streetlight. After all, it was more conspicuous here, so Jiang Qiran should be able to see her at a glance.

Just as Ye Linlang was hesitating, she suddenly saw the white sports car in front of her suddenly open the door.

A handsome and tall figure walked out from inside.

If it wasn't Jiang Qiran, then who was it?!

When Ye Linlang saw Jiang Qiran, she was so shocked that she almost couldn't catch her breath!

Jiang Qiran actually knew how to drive?!

Although in Jiuzhou, citizens above the age of 16 were allowed to take the driver's license test, but generally speaking, the pass rate for those below the age of 18 would be much lower.

That was because the questions were twice as difficult, and the scope of the test was also much larger.

Therefore, most people would choose to take the test at least when they were 18.

…

When Jiang Qiran saw Ye Linlang's dumbfounded look, his expression was extremely natural.

He calmly walked towards Ye Linlang, directly reached out his hand to take the brocade box in Ye Linlang's hand, and put it into the car.

"Get on."

These two simple words instantly woke Ye Linlang up.

"When… when did you learn how to drive?"

She had never seen Jiang Qiran drive to school before. Moreover, before she started staying in the dormitory, she had seen Jiang Qiran run over here in the morning!

Who would have thought that this guy…

Jiang Qiran glanced at Ye Linlang indifferently.

"I've already known how to drive. Are you surprised?"

Ye Linlang nodded and couldn't help but point at the sign in front of the car.

"What kind of car is this?"

"My mother's car. I'm borrowing it. It's a Koenigsegg Agera R."

Ye Linlang still didn't understand what he meant.

Koenigsegg? It seemed like she had never heard of it before…

However, Ye Linlang was too embarrassed to ask. She quietly sat in the co-driver's seat and was about to reach out to fasten her seatbelt when she saw Jiang Qiran suddenly approach her.

He leaned forward and the two of them were as close as they could get.

What was Jiang Qiran going to do?

Ye Linlang's heart could not help but start beating faster. She unconsciously leaned back, but she saw Jiang Qiran calmly take the seatbelt from Ye Linlang and start to fasten it for her.

Jiang Qiran lowered his head. The strong masculine aura around him lingered around Ye Linlang, making her feel uneasy.

Fine strands of hair brushed past her cheeks,

It was very itchy.

Because no one spoke, Ye Linlang felt that the atmosphere was too ambiguous. She could not help but ask.

"Qiran, has your mother returned to the country? That dress… was she the one who gave it to me?"