Through the rearview mirror, Sheng Jianan could only see Tang Yanqi's calm face; he couldn't see her tightly clasped hands, nor could he see her nervousness.
Seeing her return to that usual cold demeanor again, as if none of what just happened had occurred, as if it wasn't her, Tang Yanqi, who was blushing because of his kiss and being shy in front of him.
Sheng Jianan felt his self-esteem was challenged once again. This woman, obviously so cute when shy, so charming when smiling, why does she look lifeless in front of him?
Sheng Jianan frowned tightly and slammed the accelerator to the floor, the car speed soaring instantly. His gaze remained fixed on the person in the back seat, trying to find a hint of different expression on her calm face, but he was disappointed—there was nothing.
Tang Yanqi simply raised her uninjured hand to grip the handle above, and that was all.
