We Have to Book a Suite

Ye Wangchuan turned on the air conditioner for her. His tone was light and slow as he asked, "You're using me as a chauffeur?"

Qiao Nian raised the brim of her cap and glanced at him with her beautiful eyes. She put her hand down and smiled casually. "Thank you, Young Master Ye."

What was that?

Ye Wangchuan's eyebrows suddenly twitched as he looked at her deeply.

After a moment, he put his hand on the steering wheel, started the car, and lazily said, "Next time, remember to be more sincere when thanking someone."

Qiao Nian knew what he meant by 'sincere'. She slumped into her seat, rolled down the window, and looked out. She imitated him and pretended not to hear him…

"Pfft, Goddess Qiao has learned to be smart." Ye Wangchuan chuckled softly, low and charming.

Qiao Nian rolled the window back up, put her hand on her lap, and turned to look at him. Her dark eyes were dry and a little restless. "Drive properly."