In the car, neither Yin Tianshen nor Bai Yiran spoke. The car was moving so fast that Bai Yiran had to hold tightly onto the car door handle to keep herself steady.
"Can you drive a little slower?" Bai Yiran attempted to ask.
Yin Tianshen did not answer, lost in thought. Bai Yiran sighed, knowing that asking was pointless.
"What I just said was true," Yin Tianshen blurted out without warning.
Bai Yiran was taken aback and asked, "What did you say? Tearing her mouth apart? Or calling her a high-class prostitute?"
"The part where I said you're the woman I like." Yin Tianshen pulled the car over to the side of the road, turned around, and looked deeply at Bai Yiran, "That's true!"
Uh...
Bai Yiran felt inexplicably bewildered and at a loss. She was analyzing whether Yin Tianshen was joking or serious, as being liked by Yin Tianshen was not something that made Bai Yiran happy.
First, she is a married woman with a household.
