His gaze fell on Wen Yan, and Gong Xuan thought to himself that her illness really seemed leisurely.
In fact, Wen Yan's cold had improved on the second day of resting at home. She was just being lazy, avoiding facing so many things and simply decided to hide away.
At this moment, she had just returned from a job interview at a company, where they told her to wait for their notification.
As she was about to enter the residential area without any concern, suddenly a car next to her honked its horn.
Wen Yan turned her head back and saw that familiar Maybach. For a moment, her heart leaped into her throat.
Why had Gong Xuan come? Why hadn't he called her in advance?
Feeling guilty, she watched as the car window was lowered, only to see Gong Xuan casually saying, "Get in."
Wen Yan swallowed hard, restraining her breath, and eventually opened the passenger door and got into the car.
Turning her face to look at Gong Xuan, Wen Yan asked with a forced smile, "Why did you come?"
