Looking at Lu An's response, the girl leaned nervously towards him, almost half of her body leaning into the car window. "Mr. Lu, you..."
"Get out."
His voice was icy as if it came from a thousand miles away.
The girl recoiled, and Lu An leaned against the car seat, gazing ahead. "You better put away your thoughts. I don't have any extra intentions toward you. I'm married now, so please have some self-respect."
With that, Lu An didn't give the girl a chance to speak. He raised the window, started the car, and drove away.
The girl stood still, her face clouded and uncertain.
She had believed that Lu An's defense on her behalf indicated his interest in her. After all, who would be willing to risk offending a business magnate for an ordinary person like her?
This seemed like an opportunity, a chance to make it big.
If she succeeded, she could make a huge leap forward.
