181 Whose Face Are You Saving? (1)

Shen Liangchuan could not comprehend completely what Qiao Lian had just said.

After all that long-winded talk and beating around the bush, all she wanted in the end was his seat cushion?

Though the seat cushion was undeniably comfortable, still, it was just a seat cushion!

Did she want to take it to the office and place it on her chair?

He turned and looked ahead. "There are so many of those at home. You can just take one."

Qiao Lian said immediately, "But the one under my butt now is the one I like."

Shen Liangchuan looked at her. "Why?"

"Because, because… Oh! Because I felt a sense of familiarity as soon as I saw it! You may not know this, but I have liked this design of seat cushions for a long time. When I saw it just now, I immediately took a liking to it!"

This was utter b*llshit.

It wasn't even the first time she sat in his car. Why had she not liked it in the past?