Huo Yunjiao's eyes, cool and clear, carried an astonishing heat that made Qin Ruan shiver without feeling cold.
It was as if a current passed through her body, seeping into her skin and striking straight to her heart.
With her lips tightly pressed closed, Qin Ruan stood frozen on the spot.
It really was him!
When counted, this was their formal encounter.
The brief eye contact they made in the car that day didn't last longer as time was too short, too fleeting to grasp.
Qin Ruan felt a heartbreaking sensation of finally seeing him after a century-long wait.
The change in her delicate face was as sudden as a slap, and Huo Yirong, seeing this, couldn't help but arch his eyebrows slightly.
Following her gaze, Huo Yirong saw his younger brother sitting in the car.
Huo Yunjiao hadn't expected Qin Ruan to look over suddenly. His gaze fell on her and didn't move away, with his composed demeanor and carefree air totally unaffected.
