"What's the matter, just say it, okay? If you don't say it now, I'm heading to the office!" Xiang Yimo tossed the cigarette butt out the window and exhaled a puff of smoke.
He frowned, and though he looked impatient, the way he exhaled smoke looked incredibly handsome.
Wang Shan sensed Xiang Yimo's impatience, and her expression froze for a moment. "Did Aunt Wu give you a letter last night?"
"What letter, who is Aunt Wu?" Xiang Yimo had no idea what Wang Shan was discussing.
Wang Shan's heart skipped a beat.
Oh dear, could it be that Aunt Wu didn't help her deliver the letter to Xiang Yimo last night?
So, all morning, she's been sending flirtatious signals to Xiang Yimo, who remains utterly unaware. It's utterly mortifying.
Perhaps Xiang Yimo thought she was behaving oddly today.
Wang Shan, feeling ashamed and angry, retorted, "Forget I said anything!"
She pushed open the car door and sprinted towards the main house.
