The car suddenly turned dark.
Yi Yang drove steadily. Noticing that Heather had fallen asleep, he instinctively slowed down the car, making it even smoother. Up ahead was an intersection with a red light. He gently stepped on the brake, bringing the car to a full stop.
At this moment, Heather's head slowly tilted to the right. As it kept tilting, it seemed it would soon hit the side of the car.
Nian Shen reached out, using his palm to support her face, gently guiding her to lean on his shoulder.
Finding a comfortable "pillow," Heather, without giving it much thought, continued sleeping.
Yi Yang lowered his voice and asked, "Mr. Nian, where to? Should we send Miss Hai home first or...?"
"To the hotel first."
...
The car drove into the hotel's underground parking lot.
The underground parking lot was much quieter compared to the outside. This silence stirred Heather from her sleep. Realizing something was off, she opened her eyes and sat up. The jacket draped over her slid off.
