Before heading out, Qiao Zhaoyue made a call to Gu Qinghuan and said that she had something to take care of and needed to step away for a bit.
Seated in the back, Fu Yuxiu looked at Qiao Zhaoyue through his sunglasses, his thin lips pressed into a line.
From the reflection on the lenses, Qiao Zhaoyue caught Fu Yuxiu's sharp gaze and felt an inexplicable sensation rise within her.
"Where are we going?" Qiao Zhaoyue regained her composure, asking calmly.
"Just come with me." Fu Yuxiu's voice was hoarse, even carrying a hint of fatigue, as if he hadn't rested for a long time.
Qiao Zhaoyue lowered her eyes, silently fastened her seatbelt, and said nothing.
The car was extremely quiet.
After a long while, unable to bear it any longer, Qiao Zhaoyue finally couldn't keep quiet and broke the silence, "Where are you taking me?"
