Jiang Nuan only heard someone buzzing in her ear, her head growing heavier, and both her cheeks burning as if branded by a hot iron.
So hot...
Jiang Nuan exhaled as if breathing fire.
Yet her body was strangely cold, her fingers so numb they had no sensation, stiffly resting on her knees.
Her body was in a state of ice and fire, she felt she was about to collapse.
"Mmm."
Her throat emitted a sound like a kitten's whimper, Jiang Nuan couldn't clearly hear what the other was saying.
The Filipino helper was startled, turning around in surprise to glance at the girl in the back seat, then quickly cast a look at Fu Yi, who was driving.
Lips moving together, "No way, does Miss Susan really have a boyfriend? Where's he from? Hua Country or a local boy from Mahali? I haven't seen him before."
Fu Yi's hands gripped the steering wheel so hard it almost shattered.
She has a boyfriend?
Since when?
In his heart, an inexplicable fire burned, yet he couldn't find a reason to be angry.
