The indicator light turned green.
The Cullinan started quickly, inertia causing the girl in the passenger seat to lean her head back against the leather headrest, her bun bouncing off and then back, trembling slightly.
Shen Chaoxi was completely unaware.
About half a minute later, a soft sigh came from the passenger seat.
Because of the high volume of patrons coming to read during the summer holidays, the City Library started limiting entry from the first of July, with the cutoff date being the day after tomorrow.
Shen Chaoxi flipped through the online reservation records and found that not only today but also tomorrow's slots were fully booked.
"Why does everyone suddenly like studying so much!"
In this era of nationwide reading, books are spiritual nourishment.
That saying wasn't loud, more like talking to oneself, but in the small space of the car with such good sound insulation, the light, complaining voice reached Shang Jianghan's ears.