In a low voice: "Hello, President Sun!"
"Get in the car." Sun Dasheng tossed out a line, opening the car door on his own.
Seeing her unresponsive, he turned back and asked, "Didn't you have something to say to me?"
"Huh? Oh, yes!" Shan Yiyi took small steps and got into the car.
She sat down lightly next to Sun Dasheng.
The car started.
The partition between the driver's seat and the back seat slowly came down.
Sun Dasheng fiddled casually with the flat screen, and it started playing "Boonie Bears."
He put on some noise to ease the awkwardness.
But when he glanced to the left, the little girl was watching it with great interest.
She even giggled occasionally, revealing two shallow dimples.
"You're actually watching it?"
"Huh?" Shan Yiyi's eyes flickered with panic, and she quickly averted her gaze.
She shrank back, sitting there like a little white rabbit in distress.
