Wen Qiao originally wanted to refuse, but a glance caught someone looking her way. She slowly turned her head and met Wen Shu's gaze.
She pulled open the passenger side door and settled in.
Go ahead and stare, stare all you want, you won't be sitting in this car.
Wen Qiao grumbled internally.
As she buckled her seatbelt, she said, "You all planned this together, isolated me on purpose."
"Who isolated you?" Director Zhang's voice came from the back, "Girl, you need evidence when you speak."
Wen Qiao huffed, "Otherwise, how come the moment I go to the restroom, you all get the car sorted?"
Director Zhang was unfazed, even somewhat proud, "That shows our crew's efficiency."
Wen Qiao: "..."
Wow.
What an irrefutable argument.
Fu Jinghen started the car, glanced at the grumbling Wen Qiao beside him, and said, "It was me who asked Director Zhang to figure out a way to get you here, no one's isolating you."
