In the speeding limousine, Shen Mochen sat silently between Angelina and Catherine, the mother and daughter, as cold sweat unavoidably began to trickle down.
He stealthily touched Catherine's hand, "What's going on, is this your mom? Why did you bring me here to meet your parents?"
As Catherine's mother, Angelina was naturally an extremely beautiful woman. She appeared very young, seemingly not even 30 yet, more like Catherine's older sister. Her deep blue eyes were identical to Catherine's, resembling the sea under the sunlight.
Moreover, compared to the girlish Catherine, Angelina had a mature charm that was even more attractive to young boys. Her full bosom seemed even better than Catherine's, verging on the standards of Cai Yuncui, captivating souls with every breath she took.
Had Shen Mochen not often been among various beauties, he might now have been so nervous that he wouldn't be able to utter a word. Even so, he was still feeling quite uncomfortable.
