Hen Cailuan appeared puzzled and changed her seat to sit beside He Zhilan, "What's wrong? Didn't you see me waving at you just now?"
"I saw it, but I don't like that seat." He Zhilan replied indifferently, turning her head to look out of the car window.
Behind them, the sound of Mrs. Gu and other family members making small talk could be heard, but none of the words reached He Zhilan's heart. Her gaze remained outside the window, seemingly engrossed in the familiar scenery she had seen countless times from the military base to the city.
"Are you bewitched?" Hen Cailuan touched He Zhilan's forehead with her hand, "Is that seat obstructing your view of this scenery you've seen countless times or is it poking your butt?"
He Zhilan didn't even look at Hen Cailuan, just curling the corner of her lips slightly, "I just don't like it. Do I need a reason?"
