"What are you thinking about?"
Fu Qiyuan leaned his head on his hand, looking at her with a calm expression.
Su Ran shook her head without speaking.
It wasn't that she didn't know how to respond, but that she truly wasn't thinking anything.
Fu Qiyuan smiled and said nothing more, and Su Ran was also silent.
The car smoothly made its way to the bottom of Pleasant Courtyard.
"Thank you for today."
Upon hearing this, the man looked at her with a smile.
"There's no need for thanks between us."
Su Ran paused and looked up at the man.
The corners of Fu Qiyuan's lips curled into a meaningful, indistinct arc, and within the depths of his eyes, a dense fog was unlifting.
"Is 'thank you' merely a verbal sentiment for Miss Su?"
Facing the man's eyes, Su Ran felt a rare sense of embarrassment.
"Otherwise... may I invite you to dinner?"
The man slightly curved his lips, the rising arc becoming more reckless.
"Two meals."
"Hmm?" Su Ran looked at him with some confusion.
