The word "her" hadn't even escaped his lips before he felt the atmosphere around him change for the worse, realizing what he had just blurted out, Cheng Jue wished he could slap himself in the face.
When would he ever learn to stop running his mouth?
Fu Jinghen's breezy tone sounded by Cheng Jue's ear, "Go on, why did you stop, continue."
"....."
Who the hell would dare continue?
By this point, Cheng Jue dared not even look at Fu Jinghen. Fortunately, they had reached the car, and Cheng Jue quickened his pace to the passenger side, opening the door, "Bro, get in."
The change in topic was indeed abrupt.
Luckily, Fu Jinghen didn't trouble him further. After looking at the car, he asked, "Newly bought?"
"......" Cheng Jue tensed up, replying softly, "Yeah."
Unexpectedly, Fu Jinghen said nothing, just leaned in and sat in the car.
Cheng Jue breathed a sigh of relief, quickly shut the door, and placed the luggage in the back seat.
