A familiar honking sound suddenly stopped her from running to the door.
The car pulled up beside her, and the driver's side window rolled down.
"Why are you running?" Shen Lingfeng asked, his hand on the steering wheel, looking at her sweaty appearance.
Gu Ziyou didn't have time to respond; she dashed to the passenger seat, opened the door, and hopped in. "Mr. Shen, I'm going to be late. Can you give me a lift? Thank you!"
At this hour, she'd have to wait a while for a taxi.
The quickest way was to ride with the BOSS. The BOSS can't be late, right?
If she were late even taking the BOSS's car, could she really be blamed?
Shen Lingfeng glanced at her dark circles, said nothing, and continued driving.
It wasn't particularly late when they returned yesterday, yet she looked like she hadn't slept.
"Didn't sleep well last night?"
