In the black Audi, Schreyer was driving, his peripheral vision inadvertently catching a glimpse in the rearview mirror.
Mr. Xu was holding his little lover in his arms, chatting while she occasionally nodded obediently on his lap.
They were speaking in Chinese, which Schreyer couldn't understand. But seeing the amorous tenderness in Mr. Xu's eyes, he was probably coaxing her.
Women involved with him couldn't just be bullied by anyone out there.
Not to mention that even hearing that in passing could make one vigilant. Not knowing where it's coming from, whether it's aimed at one's back, Schreyer refocused and drove carefully.
"Enough," Xu Jingxi pinched Leh Ying's cheek, seeing her full of grievance, he smiled in amusement, "Where did the skills you used to wet my pants with yogurt, and to find excuses to talk to me, go?"
Leh Ying opened her mouth, "But that was because..."
