He threw his phone back into his car storage compartment.
The call served as a timely reminder and warning. Ming Ansheng turned to look at Su Yue. He solemnly said, "No, it's too late. Your third sister-in-law might think I've abducted you."
He pressed the ignition button and turned the car back on to the route they came from.
Su Yue pouted, looking upset. "You're so rich, my third sister-in-law knows that you won't sell me. And furthermore, I'm not worth much. You just think I'm troublesome."
It was the first time Ming Ansheng had witnessed her throwing a tantrum.
The expression in his eyes turned gentle. "Silly girl."
He ignored Su Yue and insisted on sending her back to the Yan house.
Su Yue slammed the door after she alighted. She stormed into the courtyard without a word or a second look at Young Master Ming.
Ming Ansheng watched the tiny figure intently and chuckled.
