Lin Shiyu realized that this figure resembled the Zi Jun in her dreams last night. In fact,the way Zi Jun spoke also resembled the way he spoke—
'Open your mouth and let me kiss you.'
'Touch me…'
Was her mind so thoroughly poisoned by him that he had suddenly taken on the splitting image of Zi Jun in her eyes?
Impossible.
Lin Shiyu felt uncomfortable. Zi Jun would never be so hypocritical, neither would he say such despicable words. In fact, Zi Jun was Prince Charming on a white horse when compared to him!
At this moment Fu Qinglun said, "Why are you standing there like a block of wood. Let's go, I'll take you."
He was gonna drive her?
"Oh, sure. Thanks in advance, Young Master Fu." Lin Shiyu opened the door of the front passenger seat and got in.
…
The Bugatti Veyron drove smoothly on the streets. At this moment, a melodious ringtone broke through the silence. It was a call from Lu Qier.
