When the red light ahead turned green, Sheng Jianan slowly started the car. His gaze remained fixed forward, without the slightest shift.
Even though it felt a bit inappropriate, since they knew each other, pretending not to see seemed somewhat unfriendly.
But Tang Yanqi had to admit that secretly, she felt a bit smug.
As the car moved ahead, she felt a bit foolish. How old was she, and why did she still have such immature feelings?
When they stopped at another red light, Tang Yanqi turned her head: "I think I saw Miss Shen by the roadside just now. Why didn't you greet her?"
Sheng Jianan rested one hand on the edge of the car window, lazily gripping the steering wheel with the other. His head turned, and his dark eyes locked onto Tang Yanqi with a playful gaze that pierced straight into one's heart.
Such a gaze was too intense and left nowhere to hide. Tang Yanqi quickly looked away, as if she had done something wrong just now.
