Outside the villa, a Lincoln sat quietly.
As soon as she appeared, the driver immediately got out of the car, bowing respectfully, "Miss Rong."
Rong Yan had never seen this driver before and responded with a sound of acknowledgment.
The driver had already opened the car door for her and said softly, "Mr. Li is waiting for you in the car, please get in."
Li Shengxiao?!
Images of the fiery scene from last night flashed through Rong Yan's mind. She vaguely remembered how, in the heat of the moment, she had clung tightly to him, even leaving several red scratches on his back with her nails.
Her mind had been completely blank at that time, and all her senses seemed to be firmly imprisoned by him, only able to surge with his movements.
"Miss Rong?" The driver, having waited for her for quite a while without seeing her get in the car, couldn't help but call out to her again.