Xia Nuan could feel his passion from his eyes.

Her heart was thumping with agitation. Then she lowered her head.

“Anything wrong?” Ye Sichen sat somewhere not far away from her and asked her faintly.

Xia Nuan shook her head, “No, but...”

“But what?” Ye Sichen handed her a glass of water.

She did not take it over. Instead, she summoned up her courage to speak out her thoughts.

“Sir, I know, you are ...