Bai Qianqian, "..."
What is he trying to say with those words? Like giving her a ride is not important at all!
His principles of life, his promises to friends.
So, giving her a lift is a trivial matter for him.
All Bai Qianqian felt was a surge of frustration welled up in her chest, with nowhere to vent.
The car merged into the city traffic. Initially, there weren't many vehicles and they could move at a decent speed, occasionally stopping for red lights.
As they delved deeper into the city, the traffic slowed them down, the car moved in fits and starts.
At times, they had to wait for more than ten minutes at a single traffic light. Bai Qianqian was restless in the passenger seat, wishing she could fly home.
Being stuck in a confined space with him was making her uncomfortable.
