"Being liked by someone is precious, but Pei Chun went about it in the wrong way. She's too extreme and even hurts others because of her feelings. This isn't love; it's a nuisance."
Huo Sijiao gazed into his deep brown, amber-colored pupils and mechanically nodded her head.
As if she had understood.
She snapped back to her senses and shifted slightly away from him.
The tip of her nose was enveloped in a faint sandalwood scent, calm and slow, as if it permeated her entire being.
Faint cries of discontent from Pei Chun came from outside the car.
Xie Xubai spoke indifferently, "Ning Yuan, drive!"
"Yes, President Xie."
Ning Yuan stepped on the gas pedal and drove the car away.
Pei Chun's figure was left far behind.
"Ah!"
Pei Chun screamed uncontrollably, her tears and snot mingling, "Xie Xubai, I love you so much, I can do anything for you. Why do you treat me this way? What is Huo Sijiao but trash, and she's worthy of your affection?"
