The driver ahead, Zhao Chen, also showed a very helpless expression.
Looking at the questioning in Lu Wanwan's eyes, Gu Annan glanced at her askance, "If you don't dry yourself off, the rain will keep trickling down."
Lu Wanwan understood that she was the source of the wetness in his car, the chief culprit, so to speak.
She felt a little warmer, her face was wiped free of water droplets, revealing an even paler complexion. Her dark hair, damp and clumped together, lay plastered against her face.
Gu Annan glanced over and then turned his gaze outside, "Turn on the heater. I can't stand the heavy dampness in the car."
Zhao Chen silently turned on the heater, thinking to himself, Could you die from telling the truth for once, Boss Gu?
Lu Wanwan felt rejected. She simply wrapped herself in the bath towel, sitting there like a wrapped zongzi, leaning against the door and keeping her distance from Gu Annan.
Once at the Gu Mansion, she was unceremoniously thrown into the bathroom.
