"What does it mean? Die quickly?" Leng Mohan looked at her, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
He didn't understand why Luo Jiaojiao was so concerned about this issue. In his opinion, the co-pilot was just a position, a relatively dangerous position, and her rival was sitting there, so she should be happy. Why did Luo Jiaojiao look so sad?
He frowned and looked into Luo Jiaojiao's eyes, trying to find the answer.
Luo Jiaojiao's eyes were filled with indescribable surprise, and this reaction made Leng Mohan feel inexplicably confused. He couldn't help but ask, "Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you? Why do you care so much about this issue?"
Luo Jiaojiao herself had never expected that the passenger seat, which seemed ordinary in her eyes, was actually closely linked to death in Leng Mohan's eyes. This discovery made her a little overwhelmed, as if she was being unreasonable.
Luo Jiaojiao looked at him puzzledly and asked, "Why do you think the co-pilot's seat is a dangerous position?"
She tried to steady her trembling voice, staring at Leng Mohan, trying to find out from his deep eyes whether what he said was true? At this moment, the air in the car seemed to solidify, leaving only the tense and subtle confrontation between the two.
Leng Mohan heard her ask, although he wanted to lie down on the bed and rest for a long time, but seeing that she looked uneasy, he decided to explain everything first.
"The person in the front passenger seat is not only the driver's right-hand man, but also the key to driving safety. However, this position also hides huge risks. In a sudden car accident, people's instinctive reaction is often to protect themselves."
Therefore, Leng Mohan would never allow Luo Jiaojiao to sit in this dangerous position. He knew that the seat behind him was a safer choice. His decision was both a care for Luo Jiaojiao and a respect for her life.
"I won't risk your life. From the beginning, I wouldn't let you put yourself in such danger. Now, do you understand why I asked you to sit behind me?" Leng Mohan's eyes were fixed on her, his tone full of deep concern.
Luo Jiaojiao was filled with shock. She had never thought that this was the reason. According to him, he did this entirely for her own good.
"I understand." Luo Jiaojiao lowered her head, a shy blush on her face. She felt ashamed of her suspicion. She had mistakenly thought that Leng Mohan liked Zhou Wenwen, so she let her sit in the passenger seat. It turned out that his mind was completely different, and he didn't care about Zhou Wenwen at all.
"Don't guess in your mind, just say it if you have any questions. But you haven't told me yet, what does the passenger seat mean to you?" Leng Mohan's tone carried a hint of teasing, as if he already knew what she was thinking.
A shy blush appeared on Luo Jiaojiao's face. She didn't dare to look Leng Mohan in the eye. She could only look down at her shoes, with complicated emotions surging in her heart.
Leng Mohan looked at her like this, with a slight smile on his face. He walked over, picked her up easily, and gently put her on the bed.
"Are you really not going to explain? You've wronged me completely." There was a hint of helplessness and doting in his words, as if he was indulging her shyness and silence.
Luo Jiaojiao's voice was as small as a mosquito, almost elusive. Her eyes flashed with complex light, revealing an indescribable emotion.
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