On the black Bugatti, Gu Yan leaned against the seat, the wind blowing in from the window clearing her mind considerably.
Her eyes were half-open as she gazed at the passing scenery outside, feeling incredibly reassured by the familiar cool fragrance beside her.
"If you're not feeling well, take a nap," Tang Yuxiu tilted his head to glance at her, his voice uncharacteristically gentle.
Gu Yan shook her head lightly, "I'm fine, really."
She knew she couldn't hold her liquor well; although she'd drunk more than usual, she had restrained herself. Now, with the breeze, she sobered up quite a bit and didn't feel as drunk.
Just felt that her head was quite heavy and didn't want to move much.
Tang Yuxiu, seeing her like this, unconsciously slowed the car down, and Gu Yan felt a bit more comfortable again.
"Boss, you've suddenly become so considerate," Gu Yan turned her head, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him with a faint smile on her lips.
