"It's all right. I'll flag a taxi." Su Yue turned her face away to survey her surroundings. But there wasn't a vehicle in sight.
She was already anxious to begin with, and now Zhao Zheng's presence had annoyed her, and so she hastened her footsteps.
Zhao Zheng drove slowly to trail after Su Yue. He continued to pester Su Yue and rattled on. "I have nothing on now. I can send you there. There is no need to be so courteous with me."
The smile on his face irked Su Yue. She coldly said, "I'm not trying to be courteous, but my third brother will get angry if I get a ride from you."
She would never let him get close to her at all even if it meant being rude and blunt.
Zhao Zheng's expression turned grave and ugly at the mention of Yan Rusheng's name. He put on a smile quickly as he sarcastically remarked, "Your third brother is such a petty guy?"
To him, Yan Rusheng was not only petty. He was an arrogant bastard who was condescending and shallow.
