132 Your Restaurant

The corners of Han Liang's mouth twitched a little. "Then… alright. We have all the time after this."

The car drove on a wide road, and either side of the highway was a never-ending view of fields and trees. Everywhere was green. Xia Qingyi was quietly staring out the window throughout the ride. She continued to look at the scenery outside until it had become monotonous and boring, as though she could see something else there. Mo Han did not speak much either. He was looking at his laptop, his fingers constantly moving, as he had some work to finish up.

"We're approaching F City, and also reaching home soon," Han Liang said.

"Okay," Xia Qingyi answered.

"Nian Nian, are you hungry? Shall we go and grab a bite later?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Go and eat something, we've been sitting in the car for so long, and we don't know when we'll get to eat our next meal," Mo Han said from the passenger seat, looking at his watch.