Tang Anzhi's phone vibrated, and she took it out to have a look.
She couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. It seemed her worries were not unfounded.
Look at those two, boldly going for drinks just like that.
Well, in this situation, there's nothing to be done. It's come to this; it's not like she could call them back now, could she?
She quickly replied with a few messages to show she was aware.
Then she put her phone away and with her radiant yet solemn eyes, she turned to look at the guy beside her.
A sense of oddity welled up within her. She could feel that this guy was sulking.
After all, although he was driving, there was an unwelcoming coldness emanating from him.
She hadn't provoked him, right?
Besides, shouldn't she be the one who's angry?
Why had it turned out the opposite way?
Raising her eyebrow nonchalantly, she turned her head back. She certainly didn't condone such temper...
