Earlston, Scotland, 08:30;
Xi Yuan lifted his head up to look at the huge screen, amused. He hadn't expected his mother to shield Rong Xinghe so firmly, to be honest. And as Li Jungah stormed out of the Conference Hall, the man finally noticed the girl sitting beside him. Her face was but void of any emotion. Though, he could see her hands trembling.
"Xinghe...", the man put away the plate before he grabbed both her freezing hands into his, making her turn to look at him, "What is it, Love?", he asked, softly.
