The traffic police officer was a rookie and didn't recognize Ye Fei Mo's car. The second young master, Ye, wore a stoic face just like Yama, as the traffic police officer checked his driver's license...ldn't feel any of it. As dawn broke, she wondered why Fei Mo hadn't returned yet. Was he avoiding herHugging himself helplessly, could he hear himself say one more wordEven a single sentence will do.I...