An Yiqing helplessly twitched the corners of her mouth, looking at Peng Shaohe with a wry smile, as if asking him, where on earth did you find such a driver?
Peng Shaohe shrugged helplessly, closed his eyes, and started singing along with the music while shaking his head.
An Yiqing shook her head helplessly, just about to turn to look out the window, but her movement suddenly froze.
...She seemed to have heard something...
"Hey, Sister Xiao Qing, what's wrong?" Peng Ze, who had been watching An Yiqing, noticed that her face suddenly looked unpleasant and asked worriedly.
An Yiqing said nothing, her brows furrowed tightly, ears twitching slightly.
"Sister Xiao Qing...?" Peng Ze felt a bit anxious and softly called out again.
An Yiqing gestured for Peng Ze to be silent, then instructed the driver to turn off the music in the car.
The confused driver obediently complied, and Peng Shaohe, who was immersed in the music, also opened his eyes and looked at An Yiqing in confusion.
