Who would have thought that Young Master Song, seemingly so cold and heartless in front of others, would become such a submissive figure in love?
No one could have imagined it.
Yet, it was true that Bo Yuan had been like that when they were together. Although he wasn't exactly the most docile and obedient toward Jing Qiao, he made considerable concessions.
It was just that he always kept a cold expression, which made it seem like his concessions were rather reluctant.
Who knew how willing he actually was?
He got into the car and drove home.
Not long into the drive, Bo Yuan fell asleep.
Jing Qiao rarely saw him sleep in the car.
Bo Yuan had no hobbies, though whatever he did, he did exceptionally well, he didn't have any activities that he could particularly call hobbies.
So, apart from work, he preferred staying at home.
Normally, his time in the car was spent either commuting to work or heading home after work.
During these periods, he usually worked.
