The high-rises and streets that flew past the car window were still bustling even under the dusk.
Qiao Xiaon'an's heart was also in turmoil. Seeing Yun Mo showing no sign of slowing down or stopping, she gave up hoping he would let her out.
She just sat quietly, her gaze fixed outside the car.
He was always like this, when he was assertive, no one could defy his will.
"It's alright if you don't stop the car," Qiao Xiaon'an regained some calmness, "I was going to go back anyway to pack a few clothes and stay at Jiajia's for a few days."
"..." Yun Mo felt suffocated, his hand on the steering wheel trembling slightly.
The car continued to move steadily forward.
Until they arrived at the Oriental Pearl, outside his courtyard.
The sleek Phantom car moved into the yard, passing by the man-made mountain fountain filled with white roses, leaving a graceful arc in its trail.
