Bab 178: Driving Home

Han Qingshan narrowed his eyes as he looked at Jiang Yingyue, unsure of what her intentions were. His stare made her blush, and she looked away, speaking with an embarrassed voice, "If you don't want to, that's fine too."

She had no ulterior motives; she had just seen how tired Han Qingshan was looking and wanted to help him out. By the time the words had escaped her lips, she already regretted them, but she had no other option than to hold onto them, and her little face had turned entirely scarlet.

Han Qingshan smirked when he saw her like this, and he moved even closer to her, so close that their bodies were stuck together, and she could feel his muscular chest pressing against her arm.

She glanced at the driver, feeling slightly awkward, but as if he had noticed her glance, the partition in the car rose and ensured that no one would be able to hear or see what was happening inside the back of the vehicle.