Huo Tianhao pressed his lips into a thin line and gave a cold grunt.
They rode in silence all the way to the main bus station, where Xia Zhaoyun had him stop right at the entrance. Sliding off the seat, she handed him the helmet and gazed up at the man, whose handsome, chilly features couldn't be fully concealed even by the navy-blue helmet.
She couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. "Brother Hao, it was a pleasure meeting you. I've caused you quite a bit of trouble, and I hope you won't take it to heart."
"We probably won't run into each other much in the future, so I won't bother saying we should pretend we don't know each other. But you kept mentioning that you're a long-haul truck driver, always traveling all over the country."
