Li Yuntang quietly curved the corners of his mouth and led Yan Xiaye all the way to the parking lot, gentlemanly opening the car door for her.
As she took her seat in the passenger side, Xiaye fidgeted with her fingers, feeling restless, and stole glances at the peerlessly handsome man beside her.
As the car started and the Qin Family's villa shrank in the rearview mirror, Xiaye grew more and more impatient, asking in a low voice, "Why don't you ask what Qin Jingyi and I talked about?"
With one hand on the steering wheel, Li Yuntang focused most of his attention on the road ahead, soothing her with a gentle smile, "Xiaye, you would naturally tell me what you want to say. If you don't want to talk about it, I won't force you."
Xiaye fluttered her long eyelashes twice, his attitude towards her seemed to always be like this.
