Qiao Jingyun was unaware of Xu Li and the waiters' thoughts.
She was sitting obediently in Ji Ziming's car with a wide smile on her face.
"Ziming, your car is still as minimal as ever; your car still lacks any décor."
Looking at the car's clean interior that did not even have the smell of air freshener, her mood improved.
This is great! There's no trace of that woman in his car!
"En," he mumbled absentmindedly, his eyes on the road.
It was exactly because of this that she had an opportunity to execute her plan.
Seeing that his focus was not on her, she smiled slyly.
She reached into her bag and furtively took out a few feminine items and placed them in an inconspicuous position in the passenger seat.
After she succeeded in placing the objects in his car, her smile widened as her mood improved significantly.
