Throughout the drive, Qiao Yushan didn't utter a word, and Su Han, knowing she didn't want to talk, naturally kept quiet as well.
Qiao Yushan turned to her side, looking out the window, yet her mind was filled with unknown thoughts.
After a long while, a hint of dissatisfaction suddenly arose within her—how could Su Han not say a word when such a beauty was sitting beside him?
If Su Han knew what she was thinking, he probably would die of innocence—Miss, You're turning away from me, what can I possibly say?
A woman's heart is as elusive as a needle in the deep sea, unpredictable and inscrutable.
When they returned to the Qiao Family home, Qiao Yushan went straight to her room, seemingly upset, and Su Han felt helpless as he hadn't done anything.
"Hmm? Could she be upset because I didn't speak?" Suddenly, Su Han had an epiphany, and while touching his chin, he eventually could only shake his head, "She's really hard to read."
