Last night's uproar was such a sensation, even without Yan Yuanjing's reminder, she wouldn't go there again tonight.
After all, he's just a boy.
Lan Mu obediently uttered an "oh" upon hearing this.
They had just reached an intersection, and he was preparing to change direction when Yan Zao pointed to the side of the road, saying to him, "Drop me off at that intersection, I'll take a cab home."
Lan Mu glanced at Yan Zao and gave her a look that told her to figure it out on her own, ignoring her suggestion.
He steered the wheel, heading back home.
Only after the car had taken the turn did he say, "Your bed at home is a bit small, I'll have someone change it to a bigger one tomorrow."
Meaning the bed was too small and he was coming home tonight to sleep, quite domineering.
Such domineeringness was something Yan Zao couldn't deny that she secretly delighted in, but as was a woman's nature, she always wanted to say the opposite of what she felt. She shouted loudly, "Lan Mu!"
