Unexpectedly, she would retort so decisively even in private.
This contrast was something he found rather interesting.
"The coat you lent me earlier, I've sent it for cleaning."
She paused for a moment, lowering her voice further.
"I can return it to you in a couple of days."
There was a brief silence in the car.
"Okay."
He responded with just one word.
His deep voice echoed in the cramped space, then returned to silence.
Vivian looked out of the window.
The neon lights flashed by swiftly, drawing blurry light trails in her pupils.
She tried hard to focus on the shifting lights and shadows.
Attempting to ignore the man beside her.
Over ten minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of her residential area.
She opened the car door, letting the cold wind rush in immediately.
She didn't linger, waving lightly toward the driver's seat and speaking in a cheerful tone.
"Thank you for driving me, Tristan. You should also go home and rest! Be careful on the road."
