She pretended to inadvertently break free from the man’s hand and asked proactively before he could turn cold, "Where are we going?"
"You’ll know when we get there."
The man’s face showed no change, but his fingers hidden under the sleeves opened and closed, as if trying to grasp something, but ultimately grabbed nothing.
Along the London streets, a black sports car drove slowly. The road was lined with western-style buildings, some of which were old and weathered. This is the difference between London and Chinese cities: in London, many buildings have been preserved despite the war, while in China, old buildings are torn down one by one to be replaced with concrete structures.
Actually, there is no need to visit specific attractions, the scenery is right along the way. Lin Yixun looked out the window, momentarily forgetting her situation, and admired everything outside the car.
Blond-haired, blue-eyed Brits, ancient and majestic western-style buildings, and the sound of a clock ringing from not far away — it was Big Ben making the sound. From a distance, Lin Yixun could see the top of the clock tower.
In the lingering chimes of the clock, Lin Yixun’s heart gradually calmed down. She slowly closed her eyes, her lips unconsciously curled up, allowing herself to forget her identity for a while, forget her current situation, forget everything.
The man turned his gaze towards her profile, seeing her serene smile. Under the sunlight, the cold contours of his handsome face softened somewhat.
This was the first time in a long while that the atmosphere between them could be so harmonious.
However, beautiful moments are always fleeting; the harmonious atmosphere was soon interrupted by the sound of a ringtone.
Seeing that the phone had been ringing for quite a while and the man had no intention of answering it, Lin Yixun couldn’t help but remind him, "Your phone."
The man glanced at the phone screen, his eyebrows knitted, then he took the phone from beside him and answered, "Hello?" Read complete version only at novel~fire~net
"I heard you’re in the UK these days. Why haven’t you called me even once despite being there for so many days?" On the other end was Cheng Ying’s voice.
"I had some business here, couldn’t find the time."
"You aren’t secretly doing something bad behind my back, are you?" Cheng Ying joked.
"No, don’t overthink it."
"I was joking! So... have you missed me in the days I wasn’t there?"
The man cast a deep glance at Lin Yixun beside him, then lightly said, "I’m driving now, we’ll talk later."
"Hmph, can’t you tell me you miss me even while driving? You are so old-fashioned. Alright, I have some things to deal with here, we’ll talk later."
Soon, the call ended with a busy tone. Leng Yixiu tightly gripped the phone, looking somewhat dazed, and then he put the phone back.
Noticing the displeased look on Leng Yixiu’s face, Lin Yixun asked tactlessly, "Was it Cheng Ying calling?"
The man nodded, "Yes."
In Lin Yixun’s view, the reason for Leng Yixiu’s displeasure was mostly because he felt guilty towards Cheng Ying for being unfaithful. Yet, what Lin Yixun couldn’t understand was, if Cheng Ying was his true love, why did he keep bothering her?
Could it be that rich people really need one or two mistresses to showcase their status and identity?
But why didn’t she see any sense of achievement or satisfaction from having a mistress on Leng Yixiu’s face? Instead, it seemed that he was already "stuck in a dilemma, at a loss."
"Leng Yixiu, I have a question I want to ask you."
"If... if Cheng Ying finds out about our relationship, what will you do?"