Jiang Shuya remained silent, and the atmosphere dropped to a freezing point.
Huo Jingfeng's fingers rested on the steering wheel, long and knuckly, as his gaze meticulously swept over her features—she, elegant as an orchid, serene as water.
The two sat in the car for a long time, so quiet that Huo Jingfeng began to think she was angry.
He finally broke the silence, "Do you think I'm being nosy and find it particularly annoying?"
"To start a new relationship... this requires fate, requires feeling, and I currently lack both," Jiang Shuya said without a hint of anger, her tone as casual as if chatting with a friend. "Moreover, I haven't given thought to matters of the heart. Right now, I just want to do my job well, be able to support myself, and stay with Lele, watching him grow up healthy is my greatest wish, and that is happiness."
