After another ten minutes, Jian Ning returned to Fu Jichen's car. The woman's face was pale, and her forehead was slightly wet from the cold. She looked like she was still in shock.
Fu Jichen rested his head with his hands and closed his eyes. When he heard movement, he opened his eyes and looked at Jian Ning through the mirror.
The cold and rigid man revealed an unapproachable temperament.
A faint light flashed across Gu Lai's dull ash-gray eyes. He tilted his head slightly and said softly," She agreed?"
Jian Ning bit her lip and struggled to speak. After struggling for a while, she finally managed to speak under Fu Jichen's intense gaze." Miss Fu doesn't seem to welcome me. She heard that I was helping Teacher Ji Chen deliver a message and didn't even listen to me. She just chased me out."
Fu Jichen's gloved hands were on the steering wheel, his fingers curled up tightly.
He didn't know why, but he thought of the way the little girl looked at him that day.
