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,

the door, and she

Janine then glanced at Yasin; although she didn't want to, Janine opened the back row door.

opened the door with

sat in

though Yasin had taken half of it, she still sat there with a

said briefly.

then told the driver: "Excuse, you can take me to the Shuigang District on Yutan Road. Thank you!"

had never been there before. He checked the address in the navigation before starting

felt like she couldn't

why he was suddenly being nice to her and sending her home. Janine could only stay quiet and kept the questions to

That night the traffic was excellent; it took half an hour to go to Janine's house from here. Since the driver drove fast and steady, Janine realized that they were near Yutan Road only after a little while.

little tired; he kept his eyes closed for

Janine felt that almost half of her body

as the driver was reaching Yutan Road, Yasin

head and looked at Janine: "Have you ever learned how to play the piano?"

her head and nodded: "Well, I had learned it when I was young."

Yasin looked her eyes.

of fog. It reminded him what happened seven years ago when he