When I saw who it was, I was a bit taken aback.
It was Ayu.
He pulled up in his car and looked at me critically, "Get in, and cut the chatter!"
"I won't go with you!"
"Heh ... I don't want to drive you around either. If it weren't for Brother Zhou's order, I wouldn't let a woman like you anywhere near my car."
All the hangers-on around Gu Yuanzhou seem to despise me to the extreme.
However, at that moment, I couldn't help but glance at the back seat of the car.
I noticed that sitting in the back was Qi Ming and his mistress, a woman with a typical internet celebrity face adorned with fur and high-end luxury goods – even the bag in her hands was LV's.
The two of them were snuggling up together, very intimate, and it made me think of Liu Yu.
After a moment's hesitation I still pulled open the car door and sat down in the front passenger seat.
As soon as I got in, the mistress gave me a curious look and asked Qi Ming,
