In the car, Murong Xue was constantly looking out of the window and completely ignoring Chen Feng. She didn't even bother to strike up a conversation with him, clearly showing she was sulking.
Chen Feng was also not in the mood to engage with Murong Xue; he was busy looking at his phone. This behavior left Murong Xue, who was expectantly waiting for Chen Feng to coax her, extremely discontented.
Seeing that they were nearing the destination, Murong Xue couldn't hold back anymore: "All day, all you do is stare at your phone. Don't you get bored?"
"No, I don't get bored. Why?" Chen Feng was completely perplexed.
"I think you are perfect for spending the rest of your life with your phone." Murong Xue said angrily.
"That... sounds pretty good too."
"You... you're driving me insane."
"Haha, mate, that's no way to treat your girlfriend." The tax driver offered good-natured advice.
"Well, she isn't my..."
