"....." He hardly blinked after her words and stood frozen. Thinking he understood her message, Ruoyan wrote down her personal number in a sheet of paper and handed it over to him and then laid back in the chair, bidding him goodbye.
Still dumbfounded, he clenched the paper in his right palms and watched as the car reversed, and drove off to the unknown. Soon enough, he was able to regain his composure with his palms going to his chest.
"What did she mean by that?" He said, while rubbing himself out of the fantasy Ruoyan had just put in him. Immediately, he entered into his car and drove off.
..........
In the Yang's Mansion.
The car pulled up at the entrance of the house and Ruoyan yawning, came down from the car and walked tiredly into the house. Her eyes widened seeing her father pacing back and front in the living room.
