Shen Yan took a deep breath. Her mind felt a lot clearer, as the air outside was fresh.
"You can drive my car," Shen Yan took out her car keys.
Fu Hang stretched out his right hand and looked at Shen Yan calmly.
As Shen Yan looked at Fu Hang's slender hand, she felt like she had gone back in time in a trance. Thus, she took back her keys hesitantly.
"Nevermind, drive your own car." Shen Yan silently took back her car keys, and her eyes dimmed.
"Okay." Fu Hang did not have any objections.
Shen Yan got into his car and sat in the passenger seat.
Although she had been married to Fu Hang for so many years, the number of times she sat in the passenger seat was few and far between. Now that she thought about it, they were like strangers.
After driving for a while, Shen Yan's head started to feel dizzy again, and her face started to heat up.
She turned to look at Fu Hang and inquired, "Can you open the window?"
