An Ning shouted angrily. "Who's causing a fuss? I'm telling you, I'm not fussing, I'm being serious."
"Late at night, I'm driving while you're constantly arguing with me. If that's not fussing, then what is? Are you anxious that I didn't crash the car?" Yu Jingchen asked.
An Ning glanced out the car window, the traffic was indeed quite dangerous.
She controlled her anger and stopped talking to him.
Yu Jingchen quietly watched her about-to-explode appearance, his lips curving into a smile uncontrollably. "Later when I married you, I found you even better, infinitely better than the girl in my memory. Don't be angry, alright?"
The beautiful little face in a fit of anger finally showed a hint of sunshine. "You always know how to coax me. I know you must think I'm not as good as the girl in your memory."
