Qu Xiangru glanced at him coldly and opened the car door.
Just as she was about to sit inside, she saw a coat piled up on the passenger seat.
It was Song Guanchao's.
At this moment, Song Guanchao also got in the car and picked up the coat.
Under the coat was a packed meal.
The seat heater was on, covered by the coat.
After driving for more than two hours, the food was still warm.
Song Guanchao picked up the food and said, "It's still hot, let's eat first, we can go after eating."
He placed the food on the armrest box and opened it, seeing her standing by the car door, he said, "Get in quickly, the cold wind is blowing in."
Qu Xiangru got in, took the chopsticks he handed over, picked up the rice, and quietly ate with her eyes lowered.
Her heart was filled with mixed emotions; she had always been maintaining a relationship with Song Guanchao, always wanting to wear this mask well.
But Song Guanchao always intruded into her life, trying to disrupt her pace.
