"…" Yan Beicheng looked at her with his dark solemn eyes and an ambiguous half smile. "Ms. Lin, you have quite an unusual expertise."
Lin Chu said nothing, "…"
"I asked you where your house is, but you haven't given me an answer," Yan Beicheng said. His voice was deep yet mellow when he was serious.
"It's okay, I'll take a taxi. Sorry to have troubled you so much tonight," Lin Chu said timidly. After all, she did not know him that well.
Yan Beicheng did not say a word, he was staring at her in silence.
Lin Chu wanted to disappear and compressed herself into the back of her seat, his unmoving stare made her nervous. Just when she felt a tingling sensation in her head and did not know what to say, Yan Beicheng finally said, "Do you hate me, Ms. Lin?"
"No!" Lin Chu quickly shook her head. "I'm grateful for your help tonight."
"Then are you afraid of me?" Yan BeiCheng continued to ask and raised his brows.
"Master Yan, you…"
