But he was just a wage slave, and even if he saw it, he wouldn't dare to tell anyone unless he didn't want the job anymore.
So he could only pretend he hadn't seen anything and concentrate on driving, hoping time would pass quickly.
When Shen Jiayu saw Su Ping frown slightly because of the car's speed, he looked at his assistant who was driving in front with a dissatisfied expression.
"Why are you driving so fast? What if you wake her up? Slow down."
The assistant complained bitterly, how could this person turn his back on him like that?
He called him this morning saying he had to hurry back, so why is he now telling him to drive slowly so as not to wake up the little devil in his arms?
The more he thought about it, the more unbelievable it seemed, but in order to keep his job, he slowed down.
Visibly, Shen Jiayu watched as Su Ping's slightly furrowed brows gradually smoothed out, and she even wrapped her arms around his waist in a good mood, snuggling closer to him.
Shen Jiayu was caught off guard by her sudden touch and could only hold his breath and not move, afraid that he might accidentally wake her up.
Throughout the several-hour drive, Shen Jiayu maintained that posture, to the point that even his assistant couldn't bear to watch and wanted to tell him several times not to force himself like that.
Otherwise, his shoulder will definitely be ruined when he gets off the bus.
Hearing the raindrops tapping on the car window, Su Ping slowly opened her eyes and realized that she had fallen asleep without realizing it.
She seemed to have a dream in which she saw some people, including Shen Jiayu, Song Qi, Tu Hengchuan, and the man she had seen the night before.
They locked themselves in their room and discussed how to allocate their days of the week in front of her.
The subtle atmosphere made her tremble uncontrollably. It was so real that she was still somewhat disoriented when she woke up and screamed in fright when she saw Shen Jiayu's face.
After the weight was suddenly lifted from his shoulders, Shen Jiayu felt a soreness in his shoulders, which made him frown.
But what's more important now is the look in Pingping's eyes when she looked at me just now; it seemed to carry fear and something else in them.
"Pingping, were you dreaming just now?"
Su Ping's head hit the rear window of the car, and she immediately regained consciousness.
She looked around and realized that she was still sitting in the car, not locked in the bed.
She patted her chest, reassuring herself that it was all just a dream.
The dream was false, but why would she dream of such a thing?
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