Go up?
Before Qin Yu could say anything, Jiaojiao, who was hiding nearby, blew her top first.
"It's over, it's over, is he going to drive the car now?"
Qin Yu's brow furrowed slightly, but upon seeing He Leng and the other masters with profound inner strength and immeasurable martial arts skills, she realized she couldn't fight or flee and had no choice but to get in.
After pulling back the curtain and entering, she indeed found the interior of the massive carriage spacious, with teahouses, cushions, bedding, and even a small bookshelf.
Lin Heng was seated in the main seat, holding a warmer, his expression cold and remote.
Alright, actually, the cushion Lin Heng was sitting on really did resemble a bed.
It wasn't big, but it was adequate for resting.
The moment Qin Yu looked up and met his gaze, she suddenly felt like she was being stared down by an evil Jiao.
