Meeting the man's dark, enigmatic eyes, Nan Yan's heart skipped a beat, losing control for a moment.
Wu Yue smiled and stopped the car.
The driver lowered the window to ask what was going on.
Nan Yan paid the fare on her phone and said, "I'll get off here. I've already transferred the fare to you."
After opening the door, Wu Yue greeted her with a smile, "Miss Nan, what a coincidence, we meet again."
Nan Yan looked at him with a cold and desolate gaze, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. She then reluctantly moved her feet, walking towards Qin Lu, lowering her head.
"Brother..."
"Lying to big brother, huh?" Qin Lu threw the cigarette butt to the ground and crushed it with his foot.
His hand, which had just held the cigarette, lifted Nan Yan's chin, making her raise her head.
His fingertips still carried the scent of the cigarette, not unpleasant, but with a faint hint of mint fragrance.
