As the temperature dropped, and the atmosphere almost turned to ice, Huo Qi's voice grew quieter and quieter...
...until he swallowed his last words and huddled into a ball.
Huo Yunque opened his files again. Without lifting his gaze, he commanded emotionlessly, "Start the car."
...
Song Yaoyao sat inside her car. If someone was to see her search history at that moment, they would discover that her searches were sad but hilarious.
'Will an 18-year-old girl continue to grow?'
'Do I have no hope if my crush rejects me for being short?'
'What can I eat to grow taller?'
Answer: No. Don't even dream about it. Give up!
Pak—
Song Yaoyao threw her phone to the side. What a piece of trash! It couldn't even please a girl!
