Su Ze drove the ox cart to the side, and the carriage passed them.
The driver of the carriage was a burly man. He glanced at Su Ze and the others before looking at He Qingyao and He Qingmu.
Perhaps because the coachman's gaze was not too friendly, He Qingyao and He Qingmu shrank closer to Su Li.
Su Li hugged the children and glared at them.
The coachman looked at Su Li in disdain and sped up to overtake them.
When they brushed past each other, the wind stirred the other party's curtain. Su Li saw a few small heads inside.
A woman immediately held onto the curtain. When she saw Su Li looking in, she smiled at her. Unlike the coachman's burly figure, the woman had a gentle temperament.
"Thank you for making way for us," the woman said.
Su Li smiled back. "You're welcome."
This woman's attitude was much better than the man just now. She was also more comfortable to look at and interact with.
