As the teasing lilt at the end of his sentence fell, Shen Chaoxi reflexively lifted her head.
The two exchanged glances in the rearview mirror for several seconds.
The man's eyes were deep like an ancient well, and Shen Chaoxi, knowing she could not withstand them, lowered her eyelashes.
"Good morning, Mr. Shang!"
Shen Chaoxi greeted him politely.
"Hmm."
Shang Jianghan did not say much. His light response seemed to come from the depths of his chest.
Zhong Li was somewhat fixated on the way Shang Jianghan had kicked him when he was down just moments before.
"Brother Jianghan, how could you say that about me!
Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. There's a reason my studies aren't great, okay!
You know, I spent three months on set for that drama last year, didn't take a single day off, and fell behind because I simply didn't study. Now, with what you've said, I feel so wronged!"
The minivan stopped at an intersection because of a red light.