Huo Jinnan didn't make a sound, his gaze fell upon Fang Tong's face, seeming to scrutinize her carefully.
Only Fang Tong knew how that felt.
At a glance, the light fell on the man's face, his features appearing even more profound as if meticulously carved by God himself, complementing his eyes that were as dark and cold as a deep pond, crystallized like ice.
He was just quietly looking at her!
Under his gaze, she felt as if she was nailed to the floor, unable to move.
After a long while, Huo Jinnan finally shifted his gaze away, "Get lost!"
Fang Tong's face flushed red, and she clenched her purse tightly as she left the private room. Her high heels were so thin they seemed suddenly unable to support her weight.
Che Huan stared at her retreating figure, lost in thought.
Huo Jinnan pinched her chin, twisting it toward himself, "Tell me what's going on."
Che Huan bit her lip, thinking of the lung cancer, she didn't bring it up, she wasn't done playing yet!
