"What are you thinking?"
Lin Qianru blinked and raised her head to look at Chi Rong. She put on a smile and shook her head.
"Nothing. I am just thinking of leaving a text for Mo Roulan that I will be late."
"Hmm…you should."
Chi Rong said as he drove the car.
They were coming back from his uncle's house just after telling him that they were soon going to marry.
Chi Rong's uncle was very happy after getting this news. He only let them return in the evening when Chi Rong told him that he had a meeting early in the morning so needed to go back.
Lin Qianru typed the text and then put the phone in her bag.
She raised her head and looked at Chi Rong again.
There was a smile on his lips. In fact, during the whole day she didn't seen him without the smile on his lips.
He was happy. However, his happiness increased her guilt.
She was using him for her purpose.
