"Li Xiuying!" Su Yan gritted his teeth, as she always managed to easily stir up his various emotions.
"Su Yan, are you afraid of me?" Li Xiuying raised her lips, looking cheerfully at Su Yan. Her gaze fell on Su Yan's chiseled face; his features were exceptionally handsome, delicate and refined, scholarly looking, yet he had a cold personality. This kind of charm made Li Xiuying fall in love at first sight from the day they met.
Unfortunately, after more than two years, she still hadn't managed to warm up this rock.
Su Yan pressed his lips together and got into the car, saying, "Where's your home?"
Li Xiuying rolled her eyes and tilted her head, saying, "Su Yan, I'm from the Capital City, how could I have a home in Ningbei? I specifically came here today to attend your sister Nianhua's wedding. The bag I gave Nianhua, she particularly liked it."
"Which hotel are you staying at?" Su Yan's brows furrowed slightly.
