Between the back seats of the sedan, Xi Zheng and An Chuyu were sitting with some space between them. He didn't like the distance, so he pulled her hand to bring her closer and wrapped her in his arms, indifferent to what outsiders might think.
"Your house is too out of the way. It's in a different direction from my company." Xi Zheng pinched her frail shoulder, thinking about letting her eat more at night to regain the weight she had lost for filming as soon as possible.
An Chuyu glanced at Xu Ye, who was driving. After all, she wasn't familiar with Xu Ye and felt a bit embarrassed to be seen by him in such a state. Xi Zheng pinched her chin, turning her head to make her look at him, "He knows about our relationship, what's there to hide?"
Xu Ye dared not glance at the rearview mirror anymore and drove with undivided attention.