"Brother Muchen, where are you bringing me to? What do you want me to do? Who are we going to meet?" Silence permeated the air in the car, and Han Ruochen felt uncomfortable sitting in the silence; thus, she tried to break it.
"You will know once we arrive." Zhai Muchen did not bother to explain and concentrated on getting to the destination. He was not one to talk when he was driving. After all, after staying in the army for so many years, he had developed some serious habits.
Seeing that Zhai Muchen was focusing on driving, Han Ruochen pursed her lips and fell silent. She had no choice but to take note of the paths from where they were driving through. Maybe she would be able to find out where they were heading. However, as they advanced, Han Ruochen realised that she had never driven past this road.
