Jiang Jingheng drove himself over, so on the way back, he could only drive.
Mu Yan originally wanted to sit in the back seat, but it turned out he was driving a two-seater Rolls Royce sports car today.
There was no choice; she had to sit next to him.
The entire way, they didn't talk.
He drove very steadily. The car window was open, and the wind brushed against her cheeks, which was very comfortable. Mu Yan's originally anxious heart had calmed down.
Suddenly, the scene from earlier flashed in her mind, where he rushed over without any hesitation and sheltered her in his arms.
In that instant, her heart was shocked, as if some emotion had surged to the extreme and burst forth.
Once, someone had also risked their life to save her, almost losing their life.
But she and Jiang Jingheng had no personal connections; that marriage agreement was merely for mutual benefit. Was his rescuing of her too decisive?
Could it be... he had fallen for her, loving her more than life itself?
