Qin Wan hadn't expected that Mu Shaochen, her driver, wasn't going to drive her to work.
Instead, he had somehow acquired a bicycle.
As she stepped out of the residential complex, she saw the man straddling the bike, turning his head to look at her.
His features, half-hidden and half-revealed by the morning sun, appeared handsome and sexy, "Wanwan, get on."
Qin Wan hesitated for a moment.
She walked up to him, looked down at his bicycle, and asked, "Can you ride it?"
"You've ridden with me before."
Mu Shaochen turned to look at her.
The deep pools of his eyes reflected her features, shimmering with a soft light.
That smile with upturned lips was dazzlingly handsome.
Qin Wan teased him about his previous biking skills, "Back in the day, you used to ride your bike so wobbly, veering left and right. How long has it been since you last rode a bike? Could your skills actually be better than before?"
Mu Shaochen looked into her questioning eyes.
