Qiao Lian looked at Shen Liangchuan in confusion and surprise.
The street lights shone through the open car window and reflected on his handsome face. After hearing Qiao Lian's words, he slowly looked up without any explanation and only said, "Get in the car."
Qiao Lian settled into the passenger seat obediently.
As soon as she sat down, she was reminded of how she had been bleeding heavily there yesterday. Immediately, she looked down guiltily, where she found that a red seat cushion had been placed there.
This colour did not match the interior of the car at all.
Furthermore, its bright-red colour was rather similar to blood.
So, was he trying to say that she did not need to bother about dirtying the seat cushion anymore?
Her lips twitched and she cleared her throat uncomfortably. Only then did she look at Shen Liangchuan and ask, "Er, how long did you wait?"