"Where to? I'll give you a ride."
Yueyue raised her eyebrows, put her phone in her pocket, and smirked, "Shangyun."
"Get in."
Feng Ye felt that Master Chen was exceptionally kind to Yueyue.
He was not someone who usually meddled in others' affairs.
They just happened to pass by First Middle School today, where they saw her waiting at the gate for a ride. Master Chen told him to drive over.
Little did he know it was to pick her up!
A kid he had met just once!
Yueyue sat in the car and closed her eyes, appearing to have fallen asleep.
"Still no? Add more money."
Xiao Chen held a phone in his right hand, his eyebrows furrowed, his voice deep, as if deliberately lowered. His side profile was impeccably sharp and angular, with a cool detachment, his tone both wild and arrogant while he spoke.
"No? Three times, five times, ten times are all possible."
He looked increasingly impatient.
