The car spun around yet again and sped towards the hotel this time.
As the car made its way back, Shi Nianyao's emotions were like raging waves.
Biting her lip, she was nervous one moment, in a conundrum the next, elated one second, and then fearful at once.
As she struggled to deal with these shifting emotions, they arrived back at the hotel.
Mo Xicheng got out of the car and then held his hand out towards Shi Nianyao.
His large hand was warm as it closed around her tiny one. It made her jump a little, for it felt scorching hot somehow.
Her male idol usually spoke casually but at this point, she found his words nerve-wracking.
She gulped and lowered her head as she followed the man.
They went past the lobby and up the elevator.
Staring at the changing number in the elevator panel as it went up, Shi Nianyao's heart raced.
She gulped again.
