Yang Fei chuckled and brought the car to a stop, pressing the button to lower the window glass.
He stuck his head out.
"Liu Chan, get in, I'll give you a ride home."
Liu Chan supported her bicycle and exclaimed with surprise.
"Big Brother Yang, so this car is yours, huh? It's really impressive."
Yang Fei patted the passenger seat proudly.
"Get in. A BMW is perfect for a beauty, and by beauty, I mean you."
Liu Chan's heart skipped a beat, her delicate face instantly blushing red.
She lowered her head, "Big Brother Yang, what are you talking about?"
"It's like you're comparing me to those shameless girls at school, but I'm not like that."
Yang Fei let the words slip out and immediately felt a bit regretful.
Liu Chan was a good girl; he shouldn't have made such frivolous comments toward her.
However, hearing Liu Chan respond like that, Yang Fei's spirits lifted significantly.
He jumped out of the car and in a jiffy, stuffed Liu Chan's bicycle into the trunk.
