Pouncing on the great devil
Editor: Caron_
Ye Wanwan's long hair was straight like a waterfall and she wore a white dress. She patted her face gently and went into the state of a little innocent white rabbit.
When she approached the car, the door of the driver's seat opened and Xu Yi quickly got out, opening the door of the back seat for her. At the same time, he couldn't help but stare at her.
Although this wasn't the first time he saw her like that, it amazed him every single time.
In the back seat, Si Yehan was busy--he had his laptop out in front of him and a Bluetooth headset on, seemingly in a video conference.
She was unsure whether it was because the conference wasn't going smoothly but Si Yehan didn't look too good--his forehead had a trace of faint anger and the surrounding atmosphere felt dangerous.
Ye Wanwan obviously didn't dare to provoke him. She sat in the corner seat obediently and tried to minimize her presence.