Ignoring the driver's glances cast backward, Qin Zhan quietly listened to the young man's question, "Got in the car?"
"Yeah, got in," Qin Zhan replied, glancing out the window at the increasingly heavy rain, "It's raining hard."
"Why did you go out when it's raining? Are you stupid?"
Qin Zhan curled his lips slightly with a hint of grievance in his voice, "It wasn't raining when I left."
"Isn't there any rain gear in the car?"
Slightly stunned, "There should be..." He looked up at the rearview mirror, meeting the eyes of the sneaky driver, "Is there rain gear in the car?"
The driver froze when he met those phoenix eyes, his whole body tense, expecting Fourth Young Master to lose his temper. But then he heard Qin Zhan ask the question, looking at him puzzled, but when he met those phoenix eyes again, the driver shivered and quickly said, "There is!"
Qin Zhan squinted slightly at the driver and then softly laughed to the phone, "No, there isn't."
