Impending Storm
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Because Xiao Luo was against her, Huang Ruoran had always despised him. She wished that he was not even in the class at all. However, when this loathsome boy had appeared at her most desperate moment and rescued her like some sort of savior, Huang Ruoran's hatred for him crumbled in an instant.
She had a fair complexion, refined facial features, and slender, arched eyebrows. Then there were those cynical, dark eyes…
Huang Ruoran was sitting in the backseat on the passenger's side and staring blankly at the man in the front seat. Her heart was unable to settle.
"What's your name, pretty lady?" Zhang Dashan asked with a smile while looking at Huang Ruoran in the car's rearview mirror.
"Huang Ruoran."
"Oh. Ruoran. My name is Zhang Dashan. I'm Xiao Luo's trusty old partner. My nickname is Cannon, but you can call me by my real name, Dashan. Although Cannon also works!" Zhang Dashan giggled, attempting to lighten up the atmosphere.