Burrowing Into His Arms

Wen Ruan's gaze fell on Huo Hannian.

He was wearing a handmade black western-lined suit and a shirt of the same color. He did not wear a tie. The first two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, and his exquisite collarbone was faintly visible.

The moment Wen Ruan looked at the hoops, he looked back at her.

His dark and deep eyes were like two deep pools, cold and sharp, causing Wen Ruan's scalp to go numb.

Wen Ruan didn't avoid his gaze. She raised the corner of her lips slightly and smiled generously.

Her reaction was beyond his expectations. He only looked at her for two seconds before looking away.

There were three luxurious SUVs parked at the entrance of S Building. Huo Hannian got into the middle one.

Mo Zhan came over to say a few words to everyone and then instructed everyone to get into the car.

Huo Hannian's personal bodyguard was sitting in the car behind the off-road vehicle.

The medical team sat in the off-road vehicle at the front.