The atmosphere in the car suddenly contracted, as if the pause button had been hit.
Under this soft response, Xiao Qimo and Ye Jinwen's complexions changed at the same time, tension rising.
This was the information they had been pursuing for so long, to no avail until now.
Was Lu Mian finally willing to tell the truth?
Was Lu Mian about to speak?
Ha, if they had known it would be this simple, they really should have invited Lu Mian for a drink earlier.
Ye Jinwen wept tears of bitterness, recalling how much effort he had expended trying to pry even half a word from her, almost getting himself in trouble too.
Now, the truth was right before their eyes.
The girl, tipsy from alcohol, was much easier to handle!
Ye Jinwen, through the rearview mirror, was looking at Lu Mian, his eyes shining.
Lu Mian, oblivious to their thoughts, sat straight up in her seat, fiddling with the fluff on the blanket and turned her head to smile.
