At this moment, a warm hand gently brushed over her hair, accompanied by a low and tender voice: "Pei Jinyi is running his mouth again!"
These were things he enjoyed doing himself, whether it was heading out for work or carrying out a mission; having Qiao Ran's name on him made him feel grounded and at peace.
He didn't intend to use these small gestures to move Qiao Ran's heart.
"Focus on driving!" Qiao Ran removed Han Mo's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze before pushing him towards the steering wheel.
It had taken great effort for them to accept each other, and now they needed to cherish life together.
Only by staying alive could they have the time to grow old side by side.
In the past, Han Mo lived recklessly; now, Han Mo valued his life immensely.
When Qiao Ran told him to drive carefully, he obeyed and focused on the road.
Qiao Ran's Jinyuan villa was only a twenty-minute drive from the President Palace.