“I can’t be bothered to call the driver over. Can you give me a ride?”
“Get in the car.”
As the Ferrari drove through the night, Shen Zhiyi was enjoying the cool breeze. At that moment, Tang Chen asked, “When did you get out?”
“When I was knocking on the window.”
“Is that so?”
“Otherwise, do you think I like standing outside and drinking the northwest wind?”
Tang Chen didn’t respond.
Shen Zhiyi tilted her head and sized him up. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his expression was cold. He was like a proud wolf, always alone. Even if he was occasionally injured, he would hide in the dark and lick his wounds alone.
“Peach Blossom Eyes.”
“Huh?”
”... nothing.”
Shen Zhiyi wanted to advise him, but she felt that a man like Tang Chen who knew everything didn’t need her advice, so she stretched her back, “Lu Zhanbei threatened me with my father forcing me to get married again. I’ve decided to go overseas tomorrow to avoid the limelight.”