The servant brought the coffee over, and the two sat in silence.
Watching the servant place the coffee and leave, Jingrong smiled, "I'm glad you're okay. If anything had happened to you while driving my car, I would have felt immensely guilty."
"Don't say that, it was me who asked to borrow your car. But, thank goodness I was the one driving that day, otherwise you..." Su Luo said, then chuckled, "Forget it, it's all in the past now, let's not talk about it."
With these half-spoken words, she actually wanted to take credit for her actions, hoping to induce a sense of guilt in Jingrong.
Jingrong picked up the small spoon next to her and gently stirred, causing the rich aroma to waft through the air instantly.
She took a light sip without picking up Su Luo's thread or saying any words of apology or extreme gratitude.
