Early in the morning, right when the sun began to rise, Yuan Shun shut the trunk of his car and walked around to seat himself in the driver's seat.
He turned on the engine, glancing at Shi Yen, who looked out the window with her arm hanging out lazily. Her head titled back in the seat next to him, running idle fingers across the ledge.
Shi Yen had her feet casually propped next to the dashboard, with the skirts of her sundress sliding down to her hips, revealing too-much legs and skin. She was too casual, too careless, and so very beautiful, Yuan Shun thought.
Shi Yen would never be his, and that was the harsh reality.
Yuan Shun put on his sunglasses and turned up the radio for some music to fill the silence between them.
Shizi curled up in the back seat, and they sped off towards the airport.
When they arrived, Yuan Shun unpacked the trunk and passed it to the steward who put their stuff away into the private jet.
