The night was quiet and lonely. Liang Rui took out a cigarette but it was snatched away by Ye Weining before he could light it.
"Sister Ning, are you sure you want to smoke in front of him?" Liang Rui raised an eyebrow.
Ye Weining could smoke, but she did it rarely. Usually, she smoked when she was not in a good mood.
He thought she would care about how Li Tianyi viewed her.
"Afraid of what?" Ye Weining lit the cigarette and took a slow drag, glancing at the back through the rearview mirror.
Qin Lan, that bitch, wasn't asleep yet.
Qin Lan was also quietly pressing her head against the car window, trying to look forward, her eyes flickering with an unusual gleam.
The smell of smoke wafted through the air. She knew Liang Rui and Ye Weining were still awake, so she couldn't act and could only wait in agony.
"Sister Lan, get some sleep," the man in the same car advised, "they're not easy to mess with."
