'Well... that attitude flipped fast, didn't it?'
Qin Shu was speechless.
But Jiang Youchen, with his perpetually blank face, showed no hint of anything resembling embarrassment.
The car door was pulled open from the outside, and a girl's pretty, smiling face appeared as she greeted them.
Qin Shu noticed that the stoic man sitting diagonally across from her, Jiang Youchen, suddenly had the sharp lines of his face soften. Even his cold, deep voice was tinged with gentleness. "Morning."
The girl slipped into the car, and Qin Shu clearly saw Jiang Youchen subtly shift to the side, making more room.
But the next moment, Jiang Qingli sat down next to Qin Shu.
Jiang Youchen glanced at Qin Shu, his lips thinning as he fell silent.
Qin Shu: "..."
'Why do I suddenly feel so much pressure?'
