Fu Yan Huo Ming Zhen

The hand holding the phone had evenly proportioned and slender bones, it clenched suddenly. The streetlight illuminated the windshield, leaving half of his face in shadow, devoid of color.,"Mr. Huo, Fu Hanlin just came by Miss Fu's apartment complex.",Thinking back, Fu Hanlin often drove to Fu Yan's residence. He never bothered her, just sat in the car. By behavior alone, he was considered a gentleman.。