"You're so smart, you can check yourself," Qiao Xiguan said, her gaze lingering outside the car window, speaking in a faint, distant tone.
Qi Lingfeng gave a small laugh.
Qiao Xiguan, he couldn't find anything out.
This woman, as if she had nothing, no clues or traces that could truly reveal anything unusual.
But Qi Lingfeng did not continue to question her; he drove the car seriously, weaving through Shanghai, this dazzling city, both of them silent.
They finally arrived at the Gu Family's mansion.
Qiao Xiguan opened the car door and prepared to leave.
Qi Lingfeng grabbed her in a swift movement, looking at her.
In that moment, the overhead car light turned on, enveloping the interior in a dim, warm yellow hue. Qi Lingfeng gazed directly at Qiao Xiguan, at her distant and cold demeanor, yet she was still so captivating that it was impossible to look away.
He admitted it.
During this moment, he felt a strong desire for her.