Zuohong thought for a long time, then said: "You can drive yourself, and if it's inconvenient to drive, call me, I'll come pick you up."
"I don't have a driver's license."
"Take the test."
"I also don't have a car."
"Buy one."
"I have no money."
"Earn it."
Zoe's face didn't feel hot anymore, her heart wasn't racing, and she glared at him: "It's easy for you to say when you're not helping at all, just moving your lips."
Just now, it felt so earnest and full of emotion, it must have been an illusion!
Did he even have any feelings?
See how perfunctory he is, starting to talk to her one word at a time again.
But amazingly, when he talked like this, she felt much more at ease and relaxed.
She said in a light-hearted tone, "The weather now does seem quite suitable for learning to drive. My family used to not let me learn, and now no one is stopping me, so maybe I should just go for it?"
Zuohong nodded lightly: "I know a driving school instructor, I can recommend to you."
