However, the trunk was already full. He could only carry these things by himself. He couldn't expect Su Meng and Wei Ting to help him. The only driver who he dared to order around had to drive, so he could only rely on himself.
After some thought, he got out of the car and walked to the front passenger seat. "Master, I'm carrying so many things. It's not convenient for me to sit in the back. Why don't we switch seats?"
How could Su Meng not see through Wen Le's thoughts? He just did not want to continue sitting next to Wei Ting.
Su Meng thought, 'As expected, Wei Ting is annoying no matter where he is.'
Even though Su Meng could read Wen Le's mind, she did not want to make things difficult for him. She nodded in agreement and exchanged seats with Wen Le.
Wen Le was obviously happy after leaving the court. He was sitting in the passenger seat, with bags of items piled on him like a small mountain, almost drowning him. Even so, he was still smiling.
