Of course she doesn't like it! When he's happy, he buys her clothes and jewelry, as if she's his...whatever. She is not! Wanqing stared blankly out the window, muttering to herself: she is not... not...
Mu Tianying grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him, "Where are you looking?"
Wanqing shifted her gaze to him.
He said, "You can only look at me." He didn't like her just now, as if she didn't care about anything and wanted to drift away from this world.
Because there were too many private cars picking up students, the road was jammed. Even though Mu Tianying's car was the most luxurious, it could only plod along.
At this moment, a figure suddenly leaned on the car window, slapping the door vigorously. Mu Tianying frowned and let go of Wanqing.
Acheng turned his head: "Boss, it's Miss... ah—" He suddenly remembered that they also call Wanqing "Miss", and he didn't know how to explain it further.
Mu Tianying said, "Open the door."
