On this day.
The weather was excellent.
The Han family was going back to the Han family's old residence for dinner.
Han qiqing and han Yuexu were in the same car.
Han Yuexu was reading some documents on his tablet.
Han qiqing's body was slanted, almost sticking to him, and she was scrolling through Weibo on her phone to look at the gossip.
Suddenly, the car slammed on the brakes.
Han qiqing almost fell. Fortunately, han Yuexu moved quickly and caught her by the waist with his long arms, pulling her into his arms.
The chauffeur turned around and apologized profusely. &Quot; I'm sorry, young master. &Quot;
&Quot; I'm fine, " han Yuexu replied indifferently.
He helped han qiqing up and made her sit properly.
"Don't sit askew like that, sit up straight."
Han qiqing was very disobedient today. She clung onto him coquettishly and said pitifully, " I'm not feeling well today ... &Quot;