Han Bohai had no idea what he had been feeling as he came out of the residential building to get inside the car that had been waiting for him.
"Brother Han, why are getting so unruly these days?" As soon as he got inside the car, his assistant, Wen Qing started nagging. "You don't even tell me and vanish on your own. What am I supposed to do if others ask me where you are? You have never been this irresponsible before."
Han Bohai leaned his head against the back of his seat and closed his eyes. For some reason, he couldn't get that taste of the food, or even the way Xiu kept looking at him out of his mind. He felt there was something different in the way she looked at him. It didn't seem like a fan's love and admiration. It looked more like a proud mother's look who looked at him gently, and affectionately. The thought even startled him as well.
"Qingqing..."
"Hm? What is it?"
"Can I hug you?"
