The man's voice was gentle and charming as his eyes calmly fell on her body. It was like he had asked a casual question.
But his intimidating presence stabbed straight into Song Jingwan's heart like a sharp dagger.
Song Jingwan felt a chill down her spine. Forcing a smile, she replied fearfully, "I-I...no, Mr. Huo. I'm friends with Ningxi, so..."
Inside the car, the man had his arms crossed with his glasses hooked on his pinky. He had a refined posture and he appeared kind, but there was a coldness in his eyes.
Song Jingwan almost cried in fear. Under this man's eyes, all her schemes were revealed, shattered, and destroyed.
"Huo Ningxi."
Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes and asked casually, "What's your relationship with her?"
Huo Ningxi was still having a showdown with Song Yaoyao. When he heard this question, he immediately replied with respect, "Small Uncle, Jingwan and I are indeed good friends. But, of course, we are just friends!"
