The car continued along the highway for a while longer, the silence within the car making Qiao Xiaon'an's heart flutter uneasily. During her time with Yun Mo, this was the first time she had felt so scared. Even when he had asked her to set a price and reject the Yun Family's proposal, she hadn't been so afraid.
The feeling was akin to stepping on a landmine.
Perhaps it was because, when you care for someone, you start to become sensitive to their emotions.
She tilted her head slightly and stole a glance at Yun Mo. The cold determination in his eyes was more potent than ever, there was even a hint of resentment, like a king whose thoughts couldn't be deciphered.
"Yun Mo, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you..."
She dared not mention anything related to Yun's father again.
Why did this spring morning, which was supposed to be warm, somehow feel colder than winter?
