"Then what about my car?"
Wen Nuan was quite perplexed by his actions.
How could this be? Changing the tire halfway and then just leaving it. Besides, she needed to drive to work tomorrow; what's the point of leaving it here?
"Pick up a car from the garage tomorrow morning, I'll have someone take care of this one."
Leng Yan squinted his eyes, glanced at her, seemingly with some resentment and anger in his eyes, but he didn't burst out. He merely cooled his gaze, didn't speak, and simply started the car.
On the way, he focused on driving, saying nothing. Wen Nuan wanted to speak up, but after thinking for a bit, she decided not to say anything.
Despite being married for so long, it was the first time she'd ridden in his car. It was much more comfortable than the one she bought herself, but sitting inside felt like sitting on pins and needles.
