"Young Master, the car in front seems to be the Yuan family's mother and daughter."
Qi Mohan looked up and saw the red car driving towards him. His eyes turned cold.
"Useless."
"Huh?" Song Xiao was stunned by his young master's mature words.
Although these words sounded ordinary, when it came from Young Master, it felt… indescribable.
Qi Mohan leaned against the back of the car and stared at the approaching red car. He sneered and his voice returned to its usual cynical tone.
"If that woman surnamed Yuan had grown up, Little Xingxing wouldn't have given Bo Jinchuan a chance to pester her. They were childhood sweethearts… She played such a good hand and now she's embarrassed. She even wants to throw herself at Bo Jinchuan. What a useless teammate!"
Uh…
If Yuan Sichun could be with Mr. Bo, then Young Master should be the man closest to Sister Xing.
From their standpoint, they should be considered teammates.
