Just say it

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In back seat of a black car, Yue Ling held her chin and stare out the window. Buildings of every aspect stood it's ground as the car drove pass.

She sighed at the way people walk the streets like they're having a good time.

Although she's been in Imperial during her modeling days, she has never really explored it. Even now that she is living here, she doesn't know what to do.

Should she give a call to Zhao Ya'Er?

But then again, they're not that close... Thinking of something, her eyes lit up.

However, when she move her sight from the window, she glance down at her hand that is still being held. Tracing the hand, her eyes follow up the arm then to the face of the owner.

Lu Tian sat with one leg cross over the other in a four figure. His expression was as cold as ice. The space between his brows was creased into three faint lines. On his lap was a laptop as his other hand types on top of the keyboard.