Ming Jing squinted slightly, quietly watching him.
The man couldn't help but raise his head, secretly winking at her and raising his voice, "Miss, please get in the car."
Ming Jing bent down and got in.
The man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked around the front of the car, sat in the driver's seat, and drove away.
There was silence in the car.
After a while, Ming Jing said faintly, "Your disguise is pretty good."
"Ah, I knew I couldn't fool your eyes, pretending to be a man is exhausting." The rough male voice just now instantly turned into a charming and brisk female voice, belonging to the driver.
"Why?" Ming Jing asked.
"You are A Yu's daughter, so naturally, you are also my daughter. I will take good care of you from now on, and we will plan our revenge slowly together."
Ming Jing wanted to laugh; clever people are like this, only believing what they think.
But she couldn't laugh, and instead sighed.
"Don't you think it's beneath you to be my driver?"
