CHAPTER 333: CHAPTER 333: I THINK I SHOULD BE A LITTLE BRAVER (PART 3)

Tang Yanqi was so frightened that she snapped the laptop shut with a "bang." It took her a moment to realize she had overreacted. She swallowed hard and calmed down, "Sorry, I was startled."

Sheng Jianan frowned, looking displeased, "Tang Yanqi, did you see a ghost? Or is there something in the computer I shouldn’t see?"

Tang Yanqi looked up at him and calmly said, "This is the computer you gave me."

Sheng Jianan: "..."

Feeling restless, Sheng Jianan ran his fingers through his hair and then, unsatisfied, rubbed Tang Yanqi’s hair as well, "Let’s go, I’ll take you somewhere."

It was already dinner time, and Sheng Jianan had just left Shengshi not too long ago, but the road was jammed like a can. Due to someone’s actions, Tang Yanqi had slept late last night, and now, under the lazy twilight sun, she started to feel sleepy leaning against the soft seat.

She didn’t even notice when her bag fell to the floor, her head tilted as she leaned against the seatback and fell into a deep sleep.

The car moved a short distance before coming to a complete standstill. Sheng Jianan took out a cigarette from his pocket, held it in his mouth, pulled out a lighter, and was about to light it when he glanced at the person beside him, hesitated for a second, and silently removed the cigarette from his mouth.

Noticing Tang Yanqi’s bag on the ground, Sheng Jianan reached down to pick it up. Feeling it vibrate inside, Young Master Sheng didn’t care if he was invading her privacy; he casually unzipped it to find her phone.

The phone only buzzed twice before falling silent. It was a text message, but Sheng Jianan’s attention was not on the phone; it was on a pale blue envelope, which was slightly open, revealing traces of a sticker mark on the back.

Was that a... heart?

With elegant fingers, he opened the envelope and read the first sentence. Young Master Sheng’s face instantly darkened.

[I’m not sure what kind of communication you prefer, but I boldly wrote you this letter, please forgive me.]

Forgive me? Forgive my a**!

You knew it was bold yet still wrote?

With a grim expression, Sheng Jianan suppressed his temper and finished reading the letter. By the end, his face was dark enough to drip ink.

Turning to look at the person beside him, Young Master Sheng was at the peak of irritation.

What was so good about this woman? Why are so many people flocking to her?

What’s up with that pile of crap, Lu Qilin, and now even some random person popping up?

Are these people blind?

Uh... wait, something seems off.

Staring at the still immobile cars ahead, Sheng Jianan suddenly felt his face... "slap slap" burn with embarrassment.

After another ten minutes of congestion, the cars finally began to move, and Tang Yanqi woke up, rubbing her eyes, looking confused, "Where are we?"

No one responded to her. She turned to look at Sheng Jianan, only to find him with a sullen face as if he was owed millions.

Tang Yanqi frowned, puzzled, wondering what was wrong. Who provoked him this time?

And Sheng Jianan maintained his sullen and arrogant appearance, refusing to engage.

With the cars moving quickly again, Sheng Jianan soon reached their destination, parked casually in a roadside spot, and got out.

Tang Yanqi unfastened her seatbelt and got out, Sheng Jianan already far ahead, leaving quite some distance between them.

Watching Sheng Jianan’s retreating figure, Tang Yanqi’s frown deepened. She somehow felt he was angry with her, but she hadn’t done anything, right?