The atmosphere in the car was very pleasant, so that Gu Qingchun was somewhat uncomfortable. When she was often with her sister, they were quiet because they were too tired.
"Are you usually so happy in the morning?" Gu Qingchun looked at the man sitting next to her with some disgust. If they were not in the same car, she wouldn’t even want to say that she knew him.
"Of course. A good day starts in the morning." Mo Ziyan took it for granted.
"Ah, where do you get off? I'm going to the company." Gu looked at the man sitting next to her. He sat silently all the way.
"Just drive, and I'll get off if you get out of the car." The smile on Mo Ziyan's face never disappeared. In fact, he enjoyed his present state when he stayed with the people he liked.
Pedestrians came and went on the main road. It was eight o'clock in the morning. It was the rush hour. But neither of them was in a hurry, because they both worked as freelancers.