Upon hearing this, Yu Jingting reacted as though he had been injected with adrenaline, turning to look.
Suizi was hanging her head low, her fists clenched, not daring to glance up.
The person was so close to her, yet she held back.
The person she found most repulsive was only inches away, yet she inexplicably couldn't bring herself to look at him.
Only after hearing the sound of the car door opening did Suizi instinctively lift her head.
Yu Jingting had gotten out of the car.
A small jeep had pulled up alongside Chen Ziyao's car; the car window rolled down, revealing a face behind sunglasses.
Appearing in his thirties but actually beyond forty, bearing a faint smile with a mini ponytail, it was indeed a face that women would find appealing.
"Fan Hui?" Yu Jingting walked up to the front of the car, leaned down, placing one hand on the car.
