Throughout the journey, Yan Bo was quite silent.
Tong Xiaohua vaguely understood that he was probably unhappy because of that rose.
But she had said everything that needed to be said, and even now, knowing that he was unhappy, she didn't know where to start.
After all, she didn't think there was anything wrong with accepting the flowers from that boy, and she certainly didn't think she needed to be responsible for Yan Bo's negative emotions.
The place for dinner was a bit far, and it was the rush hour at that moment, so after half an hour of driving on the main road, they had only covered half the distance.
The atmosphere in the car was somewhat eerie, as this was the first time such a situation had arisen in the time Tong Xiaohua and Yan Bo knew each other.
Ultimately, it was Tong Xiaohua who couldn't stand the silence and initiated an unimportant topic in an attempt to break the dull situation.
