Outside.
Mo Xi jogged over and opened the car door for Qiao Nian.
The girl walked to the door, raised her baseball cap, and revealed an exquisite face. Her dark eyes glanced at Mo Xi.
Mo Xi stood in front of the door without moving.
Helplessness flashed across Qiao Nian's eyes. She pursed her lips and got into the car first.
Mo Xi respectfully closed the door for her and walked around before getting into the driver's seat. After getting into the car, he tactfully turned on the air conditioner and looked at the girl through the rearview mirror. He said in a low voice, "Miss Qiao, don't worry. I won't mention what happened just now to anyone."
Mo Xi's heart was still pounding.
If he had not experienced it personally, who would have thought that the bumpkin who was rumored not to be from the Independent Continent was actually a direct descendant of the Ji family!
