President Wen, How Am I Difficult to Coax? I Think I'm Easy to Coax
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Yu Anwan quickly swallowed the medicine. Due to the fever, Yu Anwan passed out again after a short while.
In her unconscious state, Yu Anwan consistently felt as if she were leaning against a broad and sturdy chest.
She could still sense the man's dry hand in her palm, along with the familiar scent of tobacco mixed with the fragrance of ocean-scented aftershave.
It enveloped Yu Anwan completely.
As if a pair of invisible hands had completely pulled her into a dream.
She couldn't wake up again.
The dream contained numerous people, but it ultimately fixated on Wen Jin.
Yu Anwan's breathing became tense.
Then, Yu Anwan opened her eyes.
Everything from the dream dissipated.
Surrounding her was the familiar suite of the Four Seasons Hotel, yet Wen Jin was nowhere to be seen.
Yu Anwan felt a moment of confusion.
Had Wen Jin truly been here?