And thus, Zhai Zhongshen ended up driving Long Yuetian home.
This time around, Long Yuetian felt even more nervous.
"Do you feel unwell?" Zhai Zhongshen asked.
"No, I'm alright," Long Yuetian replied. She wasn't unwell. Rather, she just felt uncomfortable sitting in his passenger seat.
"Do you like younger guys?" Zhai Zhongshen asked. His voice was smooth and no emotion could be heard.
"What? When did I say that?" Long Yuetian questioned. In her mind, she hadn't laid her hands on someone younger than herself for many years.
Zhai Zhongshen did not reply. He seemed focused on driving.
Long Yuetian did not understand the intention behind Zhai Zhongshen's question.
As she glanced at his face, somehow, she managed to become even more nervous than before.
Unlike last time, Zhai Zhongshen planned to send Long Yuetian into her apartment.
"You… Don't need to do this."
