Fade with Time and Love

Although the driver doubted, Yasin Ho always meant what he said, so the driver turned the car around and went back to the station.

Instead of the bus, a Maybach came over. Janine He didn't think much and continued to look in the direction of where the bus would come.

Suddenly, the black Maybach's back row window rolled down. Then, a deep and low magnetism male voice sounded, his mellow and rich of texture's tone was incompatible with that crude station: "Get ib the car."

Janine turned her head and looked into Yasin's eyes.

Janine was shocked, was he talking to her?

Janine instantly looked around to see if there were other people. She then realized that there was nobody around; Yasin was talking to her!

Janine then hurriedly explained: "Mr. Ho, I am not a journalist, and I'm sure that you noticed it at the banquet just now..."

Yasin frowned and became slightly impatient: "Get in the car! I don't want to repeat it for the third time!"

As soon as Yasin became a little bit hastless, Janine felt a suffocating pressure that suddenly surrounded her.

Janine thought about it. Yasin had ordered her to get in the car. Did she have another choice? What power did she have to revolt?

at it for a while, and opened

the door, and she couldn't open

Janine then glanced at Yasin; although she didn't want to, Janine opened

opened the

in the

a lot of space in the car. Even though Yasin had taken half of it, she still sat there with

Yasin said briefly.

Janine then told the driver: "Excuse, you can take me to the

He checked the address in the

The car was quiet. Because Yasin's there, Janine felt like she couldn't relax and breathe properly.

her and sending her home. Janine

excellent; it took half an hour to go to Janine's house from here. Since the driver drove

eyes corner that Yasin seemed a little tired; he kept his eyes closed for rest. And with the car's excellent soundproofing, she even

half of her body was practically stiff because of the

was reaching Yutan Road, Yasin suddenly opened his eyes.

Yasin turned his head and looked at Janine: "Have you ever learned how to play

Janine then turned her head and nodded: "Well, I had learned

Yasin

the layers of fog. It reminded him what happened seven years ago when he was chased and drugged by his twin brother. He met