He did it on purpose.
On the way down the mountain, the car rounded a bend.
He looked into the distance, thought for a while, and suddenly spoke to Lin Wanzhou in the passenger seat.
"By the way, what did you write on your blessing plaque?"
"Wha... What?" Lin Wanzhou blinked hard, her eyes instantly misting over with embarrassment, "Just... hoping for my new song to be a big hit, and maybe even outdo Pei Muchan in sales."
Xu Qingyan: "....Do you have a deep conflict with her?"
"Not really, I've just gotten used to seeing her as my rival." Lin Wanzhou wiped her eyes; his sudden question almost made her heart leap out of her chest.
"I see."
"Yep."
The headlights illuminated the distant road, casting a conical beam of light.
She rolled down the car window, and the night breeze from outside rushed in, scattering the heat gathering on her face. The end-of-summer night was quiet, the lights in the suburbs dimming.
