He had returned from the Cai family's place, where he had stayed for a day or two.
Cai Qiong had gone back a few days earlier, so this time she simply returned with Wang Jian.
In the car, Wang Jian recalled Cai Xing's earlier gaze and couldn't help but glance at the long-legged woman driving. His eyes lingered on her fair legs, which were exceptionally rare. He found himself comparing them to the women back home and concluded that Cai Qiong's were truly in a league of their own.
Just as he was lost in thought, still making comparisons, a voice suddenly sounded beside him.
"Do they look good?"
"..."
Wang Jian looked up and met Cai Qiong's sly smile. The situation immediately grew awkward. At a red light, the car's interior was filled with nothing but Cai Qiong's perfume and a thick, awkward silence.
"Want to touch?" Cai Qiong teased. "If you want to, I'll let you."
