"Tomorrow morning at ten, it's the flight. You have to come." Without hearing Ji Wei's response, Zhao Wanqing spoke in a melancholy tone. Then she leaned against the car seat and said no more.
Ji Wei still safely dropped Zhao Wanqing off at the hotel entrance.
Before getting out of the car, Zhao Wanqing sincerely thanked Ji Wei, "Thank you for bringing me back. See you tomorrow!"
Had she agreed to come tomorrow?
Ji Wei's face was icy and cold, without a response.
Watching Zhao Wanqing sling her bag over her shoulder and walk into the hotel, Ji Wei withdrew her gaze, started the car, and drove toward Shanshui Manor.
About twenty minutes later, Ji Wei safely arrived home.
Before getting out of the car, her gaze involuntarily fell on the book in the storage compartment, and Zhao Wanqing's words echoed in her ears: "A man's true heart isn't seen with the eyes but heard with the heart."
Was Zhao Wanqing hinting at something?
