"You forgot, I started working at Sister Lin's company. Internship, remember? Aren't you there too? Let's go together." Zhou Xiaoya looked as the security guard eagerly drove up Liu Yichen's beat-up car and pulled him directly into it.
Liu Yichen was passive, extremely passive.
"You're not used to riding in this kind of car, better drive your own."
"It's nothing I'm not used to. Isn't this the car we rode in at Sister Lin's wedding? I'm also getting a little taste of being a bride." Zhou Xiaoya didn't seem to get the hint and had no intention of getting out. She fastened her seat belt and tilted her head, "Let's go, drive."
"With us, a single man and woman, commuting in the same car, if someone sees, they'll misunderstand." Liu Yichen wasn't afraid of being misunderstood, just worried that Lin Yuxin might accidentally find out.
