Mariage d'Amour

Even though Bo Jinchuan was focused on driving, he had noticed Shen Fanxing's expression.

"Why?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to pursue me? You should know quite a lot about me once you investigate a little more."

Shen Fanxing turned her head to look at him.

The lights in Ping Cheng City were bright at night, reflecting a plethora of different colors. Vibrant lights danced on the side of his well-defined face as the car sped on the road. His nose was sharp and his eyebrows resembled distant mountains. He emitted a sense of nobility and arrogance.

Silence stretched in the car, with only the sound of the warm piano tune playing in the background.

Just when Shen Fanxing thought that he wouldn't reply and was about to look out of the window once more, Bo Jinchuan's deep voice sounded leisurely,

"Do you want me to investigate you?"

Shen Fanxing turned to look at him, a look of surprise apparent on her face.