Ruan Ruan, Do You Not Want Me?

Huo Hannian exuded a cold and indifferent aura. Under his short hair, his handsome features were covered with a thick layer of darkness.

The aura was so powerful that it seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

Wen Ruan was a little frightened by the cold and gloomy look on the other side of the bed. After he grabbed her wrist, she forgot to struggle until she was stuffed into the illusion.

Huo Hannian sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away.

The car drove for some distance, but he didn't say anything. The cold aura of a person in power made the atmosphere in the car extremely oppressive.

Wen Ruan's heart was filled with a strange feeling, mixed with a little grievance and sourness.

He couldn't explain it clearly.

"My luggage is still in Mr. Li's car."She opened her mouth and broke the dead silence.