The Tycoon's Secret Bride

On getting into the car, Tian Min gave the address where he wanted to be dropped off to Lan Tuo, the driver of Cinopec Group's Chairman. Heavy silence reigned as the occupants within sat without saying a word to each other, each lost in their own thought. But that didn't stop Duan Chengyu from carrying out his vices.

"Is it just me or is Chairman Duan sitting too close to me?"

Liu Rachael made a move to shift farther from the man that was sitting by her, but that only made the space between them close up even more, such that there was no place left to hide from him.

"Hmm...Chairman Duan? Can you move a little?"

"Miss Liu, I see no reason to leave my spot. Rather, why don't you come closer. Your head is practically plastered to the window."

To his right was an empty space to seat two more people, while his helper was hanging to the handle of the door underneath the coat that was dr.a.p.ed across her shoulder. Her cheek mere inches from the car's window.

"It's just...that I think we are sitting too close to each other. May be if you could move a tiny little bit, that would really help."