A long silence.
The quiet that filled the enclosed car was suffocating.
Staring straight ahead, Wen Ran suddenly turned her head, her clear eyes meeting Qin Mu's directly.
She started to talk, but Qin Mu spoke first: "It seems easier for me to call you Ranran. Apart from Ah Feng and me, nobody else uses your full name. Let's take advantage of the fact that Mo Xiuchen isn't around to use it for a few days."
His voice held a touch of teasing.
His handsome face warmed by a gentle smile.
The gaze he met hers was clear and calm.
There was no ulterior motive, his demeanor implied he saw her truly as a friend.
The words that were on the tip of Wen Ran's tongue, choked halfway.
Her eyes flitted for a moment, her smile becoming uncomfortably stiff.
"Trust me, Mo Xiuchen won't keep you waiting too long."
The smile on Qin Mu's face widened, his words held a convincing power and Wen Ran found herself believing him.
A sense of expectation stirred within her.
"Let's get going."
