Xi Ting took Qin Yan's hand, putting it in the palm of his hand and holding it firmly.
Qin Yan tried to struggle a bit, but was not able to get her hand out of his grasp, and could not help but look at the driver.
Xi Ting smiled lightly, "Xi Chen does not matter."
Xi Chen was the personal driver of Xi Ting.
Qin Yan sighed in her heart, it was better to be more low key and it was not good to abuse single people.
Yet the more Xi Ting stared at Qin Yan, the more he liked her and could not even bring himself to let go.
She looked very delicate and alluring in the long dress he had chosen for her.
The v-shaped neckline exposed her milky-white skin and Xi Ting could not help extend his arms and wrapped them around her waist, pulling her closer.
He lowered his head and pressed closer to her neck, gently nudging, and he saw that Qin Yan's earlobes were so red as if all her blood had rushed to her ears.
