Gong Xuan said there was a recording, Wen Yan felt a bit grateful: "Gong Xuan, thank you."
"You don't have to be so polite with me."
Gong Xuan's words fell, and Wen Yan smiled without saying more, turning the atmosphere in the car quiet.
Eyes occasionally rested on Wen Yan's face, thinking about their interactions two years ago, and then thinking about her recent anger, quarreling with others, Gong Xuan couldn't help but smile.
Now, what he hadn't expected more was that he and Wen Yan had actually met again, with Wen Yan sitting beside him in the passenger seat.
Quite a surprise.
As the memories faded away, Gong Xuan cherished the opportunity of having Wen Yan sitting by his side.
Hands gripping the steering wheel, turning to glance at Wen Yan, Gong Xuan smiled and said, "Haven't seen you in two years, your lips have become much sharper, capable of arguing with people now."
Gong Xuan bringing up this matter made Wen Yan embarrassed.
