Although Jiang Peiqin was mad at him, she softened when she heard him talk like this, "Are you crazy? Driving back takes over six hours, and it's already night. Can you be a little more considerate?"
Ling Wenhao saw there weren't many people around, and the sky had darkened. He dragged her behind the nearby big tree and forcefully pulled her into his arms, "Do you know how I've been tormenting myself these past few days, you heartless person?"
Jiang Peiqin wanted to break free, but Ling Wenhao wouldn't let go, "Let me hold you for a while. As soon as the meeting ended at noon, I started driving back, but then my car had a minor breakdown halfway.
I can't miss tomorrow's meeting; they're still waiting for me to host it. So please spare some sympathy for me, and don't be mad at me anymore. I still have to drive through the night."
