Don't You like Me

Yan Hao drove An Xi, who was sitting in the front passenger seat. The window of the car was half-opened, and the smell of her alcohol was much stronger than before.

An Xi rested her chin on her hands as she looked out the window at the scenery speeding past.

Yan Hao felt that she had been unusually quiet today. When the light turned red, Yan Hao glanced at her for a moment and realized that Anxi's face was already covered in tears.

Yan Hao quickly took out a few tissues and handed them over to him. "You … What's the matter with you? "

Anthea took it and wiped her face. Her eyes were red, like a cute rabbit's.

She choked with sobs and said, "Thank you."

"There's no need to thank each other."

"Yan Hao, tell me … Do you think I'm destined to never be with Yan Chen in this life? But why does God let us meet? "

As Anxi spoke, her tears fell again. Seeing the green light turn on, Yan Hao found a spot to stop the car.