Driving the car, he switched his phone to vibrate. Chang Jiawei gripped the steering wheel with both hands, his eyebrows raised, his heart filled with a subtle joy. The cheerfulness was unlike anything he'd felt before—as if even the neon lights ahead carried a touch of romantic glow. He quietly glanced at the silhouette of the person sitting next to him.
With her head lowered, Xie Wanying was tidying up the internship notes she brought from the hospital in the car. Going out for dinner with teachers tonight, she feared there wouldn't be time to review her studies once she returned.
She was completely different from other girls, focusing on her studies in his car. Don't think she's like some scheming girls who intentionally do this to catch his attention. No, no, no, he could tell she was genuinely studying.
