A regular car pulled up and stopped in front of Bo Fengheng.
Just as he was about to walk over to open the door, Lu Jingchuan, descending from the driver's seat, beat him to it, opening the door and taking the girl's hand to help her out.
"Yinyin..." Bo Fengheng froze in place, staring blankly at the incomparably beautiful girl laughing lightly at Lu Jingchuan, as if someone had stolen his breath. His outstretched hand awkwardly stopped mid-air.
"Young Master Bo, long time no see." Mu Yin seemed to notice him only then, shifting her gaze from Lu Jingchuan to him, explaining in a distant and indifferent tone, "I received your email, so I came."
"Oh..." Bo Fengheng's deep eyes lingered on their clasped hands. He subconsciously licked his lips, unaware of the bitter and sweet taste spreading across his palate. A complex feeling took hold of his heart. He responded distractedly, only to realize his voice was hoarse.
He couldn't even say a word.
