Ah Yuan pursed his lips, as if only such a noble carriage was worthy of Miss Wenjin's purity. The green cloth carriage was too simple, too inconspicuous.
So, was Miss Wenjin leaving this green cloth carriage to sit in that luxurious carriage? Then would he, as the driver, be useless?
Driving for Huangfu Yuxuan was Cui Huai, and he felt a pair of cold, sinister eyes staring hard at him, giving him the feeling of being watched by a wolf in the wild, as if the wolf had already bared its sharp teeth, ready to pounce and bite his throat at any moment.
Cui Huai frowned slightly, accurately catching the source of the gaze, and discovered it was the driver of a green cloth carriage.
He was somewhat puzzled; wasn't this driver a servant of the Xia Mansion? Such a gaze was utterly disrespectful.
Moreover, a mere driver, who gave him the courage to look at people with such eyes?
