It was evening. The sun was about to set in an hour.
On the busy roads, the black car passed the other vehicles as the driver drove at a speed that was neither high nor low.
Mo Roulan was looking out of the car through the window when she suddenly noticed something and turned her head to look at the man sitting beside her.
He was busy doing his own work.
As Mo Roulan saw He Jian typing something on his laptop silent and with a serious face, she hesitated and thought whether she should disturb him or not.
"What happened? Do you need something?"
She was startled when she heard He Jian asking her suddenly.
"H…How?"
She couldn't help but mumble. He didn't raise his head even once. How did he even get to know that she wanted to talk to him about something?
"Well…Lanlan is staring at me constantly for so long. What happened?"
