Mu Yuchen's eyes that were as deep as the ocean eyes skimmed Xi Xiaye as he took his phone to call Ah Mo to come over and handle this. Then, Xi Xiaye got into the car a little helplessly.
After Xi Xiaye put on her safety belt, Mu Yuchen started the car and drove slowly.
"Don't you want your drawing anymore?"
The sudden deep voice broke the silence in the car, also startling Xi Xiaye who had been leisurely leaning back in the car seat and looking out of the window at the nightscape.
She unhurriedly turned over and watched him focus on driving. She hesitated for a moment and her silent eyes twinkled with a dim light as her thin and calm lips gently parted. "I'll give it to you."
He had already seen it anyway, so she did not mind anymore.
"I know those words aren't your handwriting."
He had thought about it before suddenly saying this. When he did, Xi Xiaye immediately raised her brows and looked at him in surprise.
