Even after getting into the car, Zhu Qianying was still mulling over Cheng Ye's words.
Actually, she had thought of talking to Cheng Ye just then.
The confused accounts between her and Cheng Ye had always been in her favor, Zhu Qianying.
"What are you thinking about?"
Yan Han felt uncomfortable. Watching her reluctant farewell with Cheng Ye in the car made him eager to stop it. But he knew he would appear to be a small-minded man lacking gentlemanliness.
Moreover, considering the current state between him and Zhu Qianying, he really shouldn't interfere too much.
Of course, if it hadn't been for last night's event, Yan Han, a man like that, would not have such self-awareness and self-restraint.
He had managed to suppress the impulse to break them apart, but now she had been staring out of the window with her mouth pursed for more than ten minutes, lost in thought.
Was she thinking about work?
Or maybe she was thinking about Cheng Ye?
