Why Bed the Pretty Boy

The tension in the car wasn't something the driver signed up for. He was warned that Lai Mingjie and Han Tianshi barely got along with each other, but he wasn't prepared for this suffocating atmosphere. The intended couple sat straight in the car; a freezing tension circulating in the backseat where they were. Lai Mingjie's eyes were murderous as Han Tianshi's was filled with loathing. It was a like one was made of arctic ice while the other was lava.

It was a short thirty-minute drive from the condominium to the house belonging to Huang Tao. His other relatives had also seen him earlier, and they were barely leaving when Han Tianshi appeared with her fiancé. Everyone thought it was a good sign, but they couldn't help but get thrown off with how coldly Lai Mingjie acted.