Watching the couples outside amidst the rain and through the window, Jasmine Yale felt envious.
Resting her chin in her hand, her eyes were filled with a look of infatuation.
"The weather's getting colder. Remember to wear more layers, don't catch a cold." Sylvan Cheney said calmly, reminding her, "If you need anything, just call me, and I'll get it for you."
"The same goes for you. Be mindful of your health when you're on business trips. Don't drink too much at social gatherings, and smoke less."
"I'll call you."
"Can I choose not to answer?"
"Jasmine Yale!"
"Hehe." Jasmine Yale laughed, her eyes shining brightly like stars.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Jasmine's face was adorned with a sweet smile that lingered for a long time.
The rain wasn't heavy, falling in fine slants on the window glass, soon cloaking the car windows with a hazy white mist.
