Qiao Mianmian gently nodded at him.
She wasn't used to the term "Young Madam" yet, and it felt a little odd to be addressed this way.
The chauffeur opened the door to the backseat and only got into the driver's seat after she'd boarded.
Qiao Mianmian realized that Mo Yesi wasn't in the car.
She casually asked, "Is your Young Master busy?"
The chauffeur replied, "Someone looked for Young Master to discuss some matters, so he got me to pick you up first."
"Oh."
*
On the way.
Qiao Mianmian felt that the chauffeur was stealing glances at her. She hadn't noticed it initially, but the more he did it, the more disturbed she felt.
At a red light, she noticed that the driver was catching a glance at her again. She couldn't help but ask, "Well… you keep looking at me, is there something wrong?"
