Shangguan Lingqi glanced at her and started walking towards the roadside, preparing to hail a cab. "I have my car here, I'll give you a ride back," Si Nuanqian said with a twitch of her lips.
Shangguan Lingqi paused for a moment, then followed her to the parking lot.
As Si Nuanqian opened the car door, Shangguan Lingqi silently sat in the back seat without a word.
Si Nuanqian started the car and after driving for a while, she couldn't resist looking through the rearview mirror, where she saw Shangguan Lingqi with his eyes closed, leaning against the seat, lips tightly pursed, and a hint of a deep frown between his brows.
Si Nuanqian smirked and turned her attention back to driving.
An hour later, the two arrived at Dijing Tiancheng.
"Miss, what made you think of learning to cook?" The butler asked curiously.
Si Nuanqian sighed: "We had a shooting competition. Mr. Shangguan and I lost, so we have to cook for everyone."
"Whose idea was that?" asked the butler.
"My brother."
