His hand was icy, without the slightest hint of warmth. Lu Yan suddenly felt nervous; she had never had skin-to-skin contact with Qiao Fei.
She was really scared, really really scared. What if Qiao Fei never woke up? What was she supposed to do then?
At this thought, she raised Qiao Fei's hand and carefully placed it on her cheek, hoping to warm him up.
"Qiao Fei, wake up… I'll never avoid you again, and I'll never piss you off. When you get better, let's kill that pervert, Ian, together. Let's beat him up until even his grandma can't recognize him…"
Suddenly, Lu Yan's phone vibrated and beeped quietly, prompting her to let go of Qiao Fei's hand and get up from her seat.
"Go ahead, this is Lu Yan."
"Boss, there's a 200 million job in Spain, should we accept?"
"Accept my ass, I don't have time. I'm not accepting jobs for the time being."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"What else do you want?"