At times like this, Mia felt like she should hate Han Jian Yu for this. He brought out the best and the worst in her. From worst, she meant worst.
She was never so sensitive to the point of tears around anyone else. It has been him. Always him.
Han Jian Yu was stunned. He blinked once, twice before he tilted his head to the side to look at the driver who was waving at her, probably noticing her luggage.
Han Jian Yu shook his head and the man took the signal to leave.
''You..'' Mia struggled to move when she noticed him shooing away the driver, ''Leave me. I need to go..''
''Shut up, Princess,'' Han Jian Yu picked her up in a princess carry before he walked towards his house.
At this very moment, Mia hoped she still had her powers so she can kick this man out of her sight. Annoying jerk! ''Who do you think you are to order me around like this?"
''Your future husband.''
