章 27: Even My Mother Isn’t As Naggy As You

Song Yi glanced at Tang Si in a daze. She felt that the smile on his face was fake.

His charming eyes were slightly curved and his smile seemed to have an intoxicating power. Perhaps it's just an illusion, Song Yi thought.

She snorted and retorted, "Why would I molest a shameless old man?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Si snorted, turned the steering wheel, and turned off the viaduct from the intersection. "I was just kidding."

"Where are you driving? My home isn't this way." Song Yi realized that Tang Si had driven the car off the viaduct, but her apartment was just across the viaduct.

"Yeah," Tang Si looked forward and remained indifferent and casual. "I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes in the store over there."

This made Song Yi sneer with ridicule. "Smoking isn't good for your health."

He seemed to be a chain smoker.