"I haven't had breakfast. I'm starving." He was almost driving Changqing mad too.
"I'll buy some for you on the way later." Song Chuyi was raging and drove faster than usual.
Changqing was really a little afraid and quickly buckled her seatbelt, holding on to the overhead handle.
When they passed by a breakfast shop, he locked the car door and went straight to buy a cup of soy milk and some bread for her.
Changqing accepted it while aggrieved and couldn't help but complain. "I have such a rare morning off today and could actually be having a sumptuous breakfast made by Auntie Zhang at home, but I had to come out to eat this."
Song Chuyi gripped the steering wheel tightly. She was simply driving him to his grave.
Must he even take her to a five-star hotel to just have breakfast? It wasn't that he wasn't willing to, but wasn't buying clothes the more important thing right now?
