C117 You Don't Have to Answer Me

He seemed unsure of what was going on, and his usually confident and conceited face darkened.

Soong Miao noticed that he rarely called her by her name directly, but just now, he called her by her name directly.

"Why?" Soong Miao could not help but ask back.

Sunlight came in from the open glass door in Huo Tianqing's driver's seat