The plane carrying the eager young man touched down in the Imperial Capital when the temperature suddenly dropped below freezing.
Gou Huai's heart was so fiery, he wasn't cold at all, but the moment he saw Chen Nuanhan, he immediately started to pretend to shiver.
"Sss... what kind of crappy weather is this in the Imperial Capital... where's the car? Let's hurry, let's hurry!"
When Chen Nuanhan saw Gou Huai wearing just a thin suit and shirt, she immediately stopped asking other questions and quickly led him to a taxi.
"How come you're wearing so little?"
She complained with concern, "Our Imperial Capital has been cold for a while now!"
Su Huai explained, "I went to Hangzhou for business, should I wear a down jacket?"
With a bang, he shut the car door and immediately urged the driver, "Master, to the Shangri-La on West Third, please hurry!"
It was so freaking natural, so natural that for a moment, Chen Nuanhan didn't notice anything wrong.
