Qi Yue snorted, his mind racing. Indeed, the guy was quite the smooth-talker! Looking at Lin Yifan's handsome face, he couldn't help but feel more wary. After all, in terms of appearance, background, and all other aspects, Lin Yifan was far superior to him. The only advantage he had over Lin Yifan was his powerful strength and shared past with Mingming.
With a refined smile, Mingming did not take the flowers from Lin Yifan. "Thank you for picking us up, but I don't care for flowers. I've never been fond of them." Although she said this, her gaze turned and locked onto Qi Yue, as if implying, you've never given me flowers, have you?
Lin Yifan casually replied, "Alright, Miss Mingming, please get in the car. Oh, by the way. I came solely to pick up Miss Mingming. As for Mr. Qi, there are other arrangements for him."
Qi Yue frowned slightly, "You want to take Mingming away alone?"
