A flicker of melancholy crossed his devil-may-care face, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared. He raised the roof of the convertible and turned to the woman still chattering nonstop. “This is it, Xinhe,” he said. “Don’t make me despise you.” With that, he floored it. He didn't spare a glance for Yin Xinhe, whose face had gone pale as a sheet, nor did he wait for Su Rou, who was just walking o