On the way, John cautiously asked, "Yinuo, shouldn't you discuss this with your mother? I mean, respect her opinion."
John's words warmed Yan Yinuo all over.
She turned her head, her smile blooming like a flower. "My mother will understand, but you, your parents..."
"I don't have parents, I'm an orphan."
Yan Yinuo instantly froze, apologizing, saying sorry.
"It's not your fault, why are you saying sorry?"
Not far behind, a black Bentley followed at a leisurely pace.
The people in front were oblivious.
Xu Zijin gripped the steering wheel tightly, blue veins bulging on the back of his hand, looking scary and sinister.
So far, he still didn't know what Yan Yinuo and that John were up to.
It's just her actions angered him.
This woman would never learn from her mistakes.
When the car stopped, Xu Zijin was abruptly snapped back to his senses.
His cold and fierce gaze shot through the glass to the outside.
Yan Yinuo's bright red dress danced flamboyantly.
