Afterwards, Lei Yicheng took Tang Yige to the hotel she had previously booked.
The journey was silent.
The car stopped in front of the hotel; usually, Tang Yige would get out immediately.
But today she didn't.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Yige sat upright, looked down to unfasten the seatbelt in front of her, then turned to Lei Yicheng, whose face was stern as he sat in the driver's seat, "Yicheng, thank you."
Lei Yicheng frowned, gazing at Yige from the rearview mirror, his voice slightly dark, "Thank me for what?"
"Thank you for picking me up at the airport, and thank you for taking me to eat." Yige said softly.
Lei Yicheng's lips formed a cold, harsh arc, spoke stiffly, "You're welcome!"
Tang Yige, "..."
"I'll get off now, drive safely on your way back." Tang Yige looked at him and said.
Lei Yicheng still stared at Yige through the rearview mirror, not speaking.
Tang Yige hesitated slightly, pushed open the car door and was about to get out.
