Lu Xiao wasn't her bodyguard, he was her bona fide man.
Lu Xiao's chest rose and fell slightly, and at last, he looked away and started the car.
The atmosphere was peculiarly delicate with three people in the car.
Wen Xian just felt that something about Huo Qi was off today.
In the past, when the three of them were together, he would either play with his phone or chat idly with them, if not sleeping.
But now.
He just sat in the back, not even touching his phone.
And she didn't know if it was just her overthinking, but she felt that Lu Xiao's expression wasn't quite right either.
His eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
His whole body seemed to be enveloped in an indescribably low pressure.
What was happening, could it be just because Huo Qi had run onto the car to be a third wheel?
Both men had an off vibe around them.
The most uncomfortable one was her.
And just when the car had fallen into a weird silence.
Suddenly, a voice rang out from the dim back of the car:
