Chu Yiqin advanced step by step, even leaning forward to get closer to Qin Mo.
"Say it."
His voice was mesmerizing, low and deep, swirling in her ear, making her earlobes tingle.
Qin Mo's face was flushed red.
The hint of rouge on her cheeks was particularly alluring, making the man's eyes flicker slightly.
"..."
What could she say?
Say he likes her? Or say he doesn't like her?
No matter what she says, it feels hopeless.
"I'm a fool."
Qin Mo closed her eyes, completely giving up on resistance.
She admitted she was a fool, is that enough?
From the driver's seat came a suppressed chuckle; Ying Yao couldn't hold it in. But sensing that the CEO had once again cast that terrifying gaze upon him, he obediently lowered the partition between the front and back seats, separating the two spaces.
"You'd rather admit you're a fool than talk about our relationship? Do you have an answer in your heart?"