In the car, Liuyun and Luoyu sat in the front, while Li Qiao unceremoniously nestled next to Shang Yu, occasionally picking up her cellphone to reply to a few messages.
She couldn't tell if it was her imagination, but ever since they got into the car, Shang Yu had been very silent.
Although his expression did not reveal much, the profile of his face as he looked out the window bore a cold aloofness.
Li Qiao tossed her phone onto the seat and studied him closely for a moment, her gaze unintentionally sweeping past the window. She saw Changan Street Plaza and realized they were not on the way to the airport.
She turned her head to ask Liuyun, "Where are we going now?"
"Something wrong?" Shang Yu was the one who asked.
He shifted his gaze from the window and looked down at the head in his lap. "To the hotel, we'll have dinner with Zong Zhan tonight before heading back to the South Sea."
"Oh," Li Qiao touched her nose, "Just asking."
