I Never Hated You, I Just Didn't Want To Admit It

Yue Tingfeng laughed at himself. "I wanted to look for you, wanted to bed you… I thought I was only interested in your body… On the other hand, your temper was an extra challenge."

Yan Qingsi held onto the door, tightened her grip. The car's soundproofing was excellent. She could not hear anything outside the car, only Yue Tingfeng's voice could be heard.

His voice was melodious. It was even better when he spoke in a serious manner.

Yan Qingsi quietly listened to every word he said, as though she was charmed by his voice.