Looking at the painful and beautiful eyes in the car window, Bai Yan really felt his heart twitching in pain.
"Painful twitching."
"An Yan, actually I love..."
"Enough! I asked you to drive home! Stop talking!"
An Yan covered her ears, afraid to hear what Bai Yan was going to say next, afraid to hear those three words, afraid to break the fragile peace.
"Sigh."
Bai Yan sighed and silently drove the car.
Soon, the Lamborghini arrived at Little Hest Manor. An Yan hurriedly opened the car door and entered the villa without even saying hello.
Bai Yan parked the car and by the time he entered the villa, An Yan had already returned to her room.
"Brother Yan, is Sister feeling unhappy today?"
An Xiaowan and Chen Jing sat on the sofa, both somewhat confused. An Yan's mood today was evidently off, and as her closest sister, she could feel the indescribably somber emotion in President An's heart.
"Seems so."
