"At last, we've arrived. Hey you, grab the luggage,"
Having already grown impatient, Nangong Fu rushed out of the vehicle once they reached their destination. He stretched lazily and then casually ordered Ning Fan, who was still in the driver's seat.
Ning Fan rolled his eyes. Nangong Fu's sense of entitlement had put him in a rather bad mood. It was one thing to help out, but with that kind of attitude, forget it.
Deciding to ignore Nangong Fu, Ning Fan got out of the car as if he hadn't heard him and made his way to the door.
Before Nangong Fu could blow his top, Xu Xiaoqing looked at him with some disdain, pouting as she said, "Move the luggage? What luggage? There aren't enough rooms at home, Ning Fan will take you to a hotel later."
Nangong Fu's eyes widened in shock as he looked at Xu Xiaoqing, then pointed at Ning Fan, who was heading for the door, and asked, "And what's he doing? Why is he going inside?"
