Fu Chi looked at her, so quiet for a moment, it was uncharacteristic.
Jiang Ruan's eyebrows lifted inch by inch.
Looking at the faintly dimmed screen, those phoenix eyes of the man ignited like minuscule flickering flames, burning the obscured thoughts hidden in her heart, across half of the globe, making them even more intense.
"Ruanruan."
Suddenly.
The man's slightly hoarse and deep voice came from the earpiece.
It sounded so...
It made Jiang Ruan's scalp tingle.
Her heartbeat sped up, feeling an amount of tension and, excitement that she couldn't express.
She still couldn't control herself, her gaze flickered, and her throat felt itchy.
In a daze.
She seemed to see the smiling lips of the man on the other end, the camera was dark, almost his whole face being shrouded in shadows, the arc of those bright red lips appearing evermore attractive.
It was as though, in an instant, a superficial mask had been torn apart.
Exposing an aggressive and wildly soulful man beneath.
