Leng Youchen's eyebrows furrowed, hearing the fear in her voice. He knew that being kidnapped, jumping from a car, and then fleeing was indeed a thrilling experience; any slip could have separated them forever.
"I'm sorry."
Wei Anning giggled charmingly, "Why are you apologizing to me? It's not like you had William kidnap me. Leng Youchen, between us, there's no need to say those three words. If you really feel uncomfortable, just say 'I love you'. I like to hear that."
"I love you!" Leng Youchen said.
The car jerked slightly. Leng Youchen cast a sharp glance at Han Chen, who was driving, and Han Chen received his warning, expressing his grievance. Who told them to be so mushy? They're practically torturing singles.
Even as thick-skinned as Wei Anning was, she couldn't keep from blushing and her heart racing when he confessed in public. She wrapped her arms around his neck, almost hanging onto him.
