Chong Wanyin would rather believe that her eyes were playing tricks on her than believe that Zhao Qin had actually fallen asleep.
She quickly reached out to shake Zhao Qin, "Zhao Qin? Zhao Qin, how could you fall asleep?"
"Zhao Qin?"
"Zhao Qin, wake up..."
Just after Chong Wanyin called out several times, Wen Zhi's voice came from the front, "Madam, there's no use shouting. Aunt Qin won't wake up for a while."
Chong Wanyin, holding her forehead, raised her eyes to look at Wen Zhi, who was driving in front, and asked, "Zhizhi, what's wrong with your Aunt Qin?"
Wen Zhi glanced at Chong Wanyin through the rear-view mirror and replied with a light tone, "Aunt Qin probably didn't sleep well last night. She's feeling sleepy now, just let her have a good rest."
"That's impossible. No matter how sleepy Zhao Qin is, she wouldn't fail to wake up when I call her..." Chong Wanyin suddenly furrowed her brows and raised her hand to her nose, "Zhizhi, do you smell anything?"
