It was already late at night, and the car slowly drove past the bustling streets. There was a constant flow of pedestrians, and most of them were couples on dates, walking past hand in hand.
The streetlights of different shades fell into the car, and Qin Su's face was as indifferent as water.
"Grandfather and the others are really happy today. It's been a long time since I've seen them have such a good time. Thank you, Qin Su."
Zhou Zimo continued to drive steadily. It seemed like a long, long time had passed before he turned his head to glance at Qin Su, who was leaning against the back of the seat and leisurely looking out of the car window.
Upon hearing this, Qin Su, who had been silent all this while, finally recovered. She returned his calm gaze and said indifferently, "It's rare for President Zhou to say thank you to me. I'm just playing my part. Aren't you also trying to please my parents?"
"Playing your part?"
