The man driving still looked straight ahead, "Back to the Chi Family's place?"
Chi Huan frowned, without a second thought, said, "No."
"Then where do you plan to go?"
She pursed her lips, where to go.
Where could she go? Over the years, if she wasn't filming and staying in a hotel, she was living alone in the apartment at No. 10 Ming Estate. The Chi Family home, since she had moved out at eighteen to live on her own, she hardly ever stayed there even for New Year's Eve.
She took a long time to answer, and the man driving spoke indifferently, "To my house?"
He phrased it as a question, but his tone was completely declarative.
"To a hotel."
As the car approached the intersection, Mo Shiqian turned, not even phrasing it as a question this time, "We're going to my house."
Chi Huan glared angrily, "I said I'm going to a hotel. Who wants to go to your house."
Was this man turning the world upside down?
