"I don't care if I'm not good at it. I still can do it."
"You can do a lot of other things too," Rim Junhee replied immediately, not sounding convinced at all. Then she leaned down slightly and looked directly at Wi Hajoon, still sitting inside the driver's seat. "Isn't that right, Mr. Wi Hajoon? Tell him. He doesn't listen to me at all. Maybe he'll listen to you."
As she spoke, her eyes suddenly caught something on the passenger seat.
"Hm?"
Reaching in casually, Rim Junhee grabbed the phone lying there before mumbling, "Isn't this your phone?" while holding it up toward Rim Young. Only then did Rim Young realize that he had left his phone inside the car earlier.
"Let's go, Nuna."
