Feng Yuan stopped and looked at her hand that was holding the corner of his shirt. Then, he looked up at her with a strange gaze, "Yan Jinyun, are you worried about me?"
Yan Jinyun quickly let go of him. "W-who's worried about you? Don't flatter yourself! I'm afraid of being implicated by you! If you get out of the car now and anything happens to you, how am I going to answer to Aunt?"
"If you're not worried, why are you stuttering?" In a place that Yan Jinyun couldn't see, Feng Yuan subconsciously clenched his fists. Perhaps, even he didn't realize this subconscious action.
However, at this moment, Feng Yuan could clearly sense that his heartbeat was very abnormal.
He thought that it was because he was worried about the current situation.
"You, why do you care! Can't I be afraid?"
