Under the dark night, the traffic flow converged more and more densely.
Shen Yan and her companions were stopped far behind the traffic light, and the vehicles inched forward very slowly.
They had hit rush hour!
"This could take us a traffic jam of an hour or two," Liu Su reached under the seat and passed a bag of snacks to the back: "Yanyan, you and Xiao Zhao have something to eat first, to fill your stomachs."
Shen Yan, who had been silent the whole trip, finally made a move.
"How did we hit exactly this time," Xiao Zhao grumbled, while picking out some snacks that Shen Yan liked to eat for her.
Shen Yan took a pack of snacks, tore it open without looking, and put it into her mouth.
It got stuck in her throat.
"Cough, cough…"
"Yanyan! Bend over," Xiao Zhao hurriedly patted Shen Yan's back, dislodging the snack stuck in her throat.
Shen Yan drank a sip of water and took a deep breath.
She was having a bit of bad luck today.
