Upon reaching the parking lot, Song Wenbin pulled out his car and asked Chun Tianle where he was heading.
Chun Tianle, still standing with Li An'an, waved off his question, "I'll be fine, you can take those two home!"
"Is your hand okay?" Su Chaoyang asked worriedly.
Chun Tianle held up his fist, flexing it a few times, "Why wouldn't it be? See, I'm moving it freely! The doctor was overly cautious, wrapping it up like a rice dumpling!"
Li An'an watched his movements, unconsciously frowning, imagining the wound had probably split open again, feeling a strange sensation inside.
"Alright, alright, it's getting late. I'm taking my car and dropping off An'an. You two, get in Song's car, it saves me the trouble of driving you two," Chun Tianle hurriedly pushed Su Chaoyang and his companion into Song Wenbin's silver-grey car, for fear that his driving privileges would be revoked, which would mean losing the chance to be alone with Li An'an.
