In the back, Zhao Huai drove himself, carrying Xiaomei, while Qiao Yi and Xi Meng were in another car.
Xi Meng actually thought Qiao Yi would sit in the front car, but unexpectedly, he stayed in this one willingly.
"Why didn't you go to the front car?"
Xi Meng couldn't help but ask, even as her eyes were fixed on the moonlit scenery outside.
Qiao Yi slightly lifted his eyes to glance at the partial side of the woman's face in the rearview mirror, then asked back, "And what if I went to the front? We're just under orders to watch her leave."
Only then did Xi Meng turn to look at him, opened her mouth slightly in doubt, but then closed it and looked out the window again.
"She once said that as long as I let her be with Yichen, she would do anything with me."
Qiao Yi suddenly spoke to her.
Xi Meng held her breath, only raising her hand to gently touch her lips, staring out the window, not uttering another word.
The atmosphere in the car seemed to turn a bit strange.
