Gu Lanshan pulled out a tissue, dabbed away the water on her face, and then heard Han Chengchi ask again, "Isn't Shi'er with you?"
"He had something come up at the last minute," Gu Lanshan said, wringing the dampness from her hair. "So he told me to head to the Han Family's place first to attend your birthday party. Who would have thought it would start pouring rain."
Han Chengchi smoothly rotated the steering wheel, and the car joined the main road. Peering through the rain-swept streets ahead, he asked, "Where's your car?"
"I accidentally rear-ended someone." Gu Lanshan said with an embarrassed tug at her wet hair, forcing a smile to change the subject: "Brother Chengchi, Achoo——"
Upon hearing Gu Lanshan's sneeze, Han Chengchi frowned, assessed her complexion through the rearview mirror, noticing it was slightly pale, and he slowed down. He took off his suit jacket and placed it on Gu Lanshan's knees.
