President Shen’s Anger

"Hello? Hello! Nan Ge, are you there?! Are you listening?!"

Nan Zhe's voice came from the phone, waking up the two people in the car.

Nan Ge's head was buzzing. "I still have something on. I have to go!"

She did not have time to chat with her brother now.

She hung up the phone with one hand and grabbed the box in Shen Yanqing's hand with the other.

Nan Ge swore that she had never been so agile when she participated in the school sports meet before.

Shen Yanqing subconsciously dodged, but her fingers still touched him. The box fell from his hand and landed on the center console. It smashed gently and landed at their feet.

The atmosphere froze.

Nan Ge's hand was trembling as she held the phone. How was she going to pick it up?! If she lowered her head…

"You can pick it up after getting out later." Shen Yanqing's voice sounded in her ear. Nan Ge closed her eyes with her back facing him, her eyelashes trembling violently.