Leah lay in the back, pouting her lips in a discontented manner.
"You're actually not letting me sit next to you? I'm so good-looking, with such long legs, and you're still rejecting me..."
She sprawled out at the back, showing off her long white legs. "I knew it would be like this... Whatever, I'm used to it. My skin is thick anyway. I can always find another chance in the future..."
She rambled on by herself.
Colin held the steering wheel, his features calm and impassive.
Suddenly, from the back, Leah extended her fair fingers, placing them gently on his shoulder.
"Why aren't you talking? Do you dislike me now?"
"No."
"Well, then sing for me."
Colin remained silent.
In an instant, Leah felt deeply aggrieved.
She leaned her head against the back of the driver's seat, looking ut
