Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ever since they were young, they had grown up together. His house was like her second home, and she could come and go when she pleased.
Since when did she need him to unlock the door for her when she visited?
Hang on, something seems amiss.
Yin Shaojie detected a hint of fishiness.
Narrowing his eyes at her, he asked, âWhich house are you referring to? Do you mean⦠the condominium that Iâm staying at right now?â
Mu Xiaoxiao nodded a matter-of-factly. âOf course; if not, why would I look for you? Idiot.â
She stared at him as though he was a fool.
He was obviously dumbâwhy would she go searching for him if she had wanted to go to his familyâs house?
His eyebrows furrowed, Yin Shaojie paused. He increased the pressure on her arm, and he asked in a skeptical tone, âWhy do you want to stay in my condominium? Itâs already so late; even if you wanted lodgings, you could have just gone to my momâs place. Why look for me?â
Even though he had subconsciously deduced that things were not quite right, he didnât want his suspicions to be confirmed. He wanted to be wrong!
Mu Xiaoxiao smirked at him. Chuckling, she drawled, âLooks like youâre still clueless that youâve been pulled into Mama Yinâs schemes.
Gloom clouded Yin Shaojieâs features. âWhat the heck? Tell me whatâs going on!â
âFrom today onwards, weâreâ¦â Mu Xiaoxiao had wanted to declare that they had been betrothed and would be cohabiting from now on.
Just as they exited the bar, however, a person, brimming with fury, rushed over and interrupted her.
âGive me my money little girl!â
So it was the perverted driver.
Recalling the perverse behavior of the driver, Mu Xiaoxiao became enraged. Her smile disappeared as she glared at him.
âYouâre still asking for money? Are you trying to use it to buy a coffin for your death?â She gave him a cold smile.
Yin Shaojie had originally wanted to hear her explanation, but hearing these unexpected words, he changed his mind. Seeing red, he looked daggers at the driver and questioned, âWho the heck are you?â
Immediately, the driver picked up on Yin Shaojie being a wealthy scionâhis self-possessing aura emanated absolute power from head-to-toe. This was a man who was not to be trifled with.
His attitude underwent a complete overhaul instantly, and he smiled warmly. âYoung Master, this lady rode over in my taxi, but because she didnât pay, I made her⦠well, never mind, could you please give me the fare?â he said politely to Yin Shaojie.
Mu Xiaoxiao hugged her chest with both arms. âThis uncle wanted to fondle my breasts as collateral for the fare,â she stated icily.
Breaking out in cold sweat, the driver laughed dryly, âThis is⦠just a misunderstanding; miss, youâve misinterpreted my wordsâI only said that you could go in and get money to pay me and that you could leave something behind as collateral.â
âHaha, misunderstanding?â Mu Xiaoxiaoâs eyes flashed.
Hearing Mu Xiaoxiaoâs words, he lowered his gaze to her chest for a momentâit was then that he realized that this wretch had on a figure-hugging tank top that showed off her voluminously perfect breasts. It was indeed an exciting sight to behold.
He tutted and said, âMu Xiaoxiao, since when did you start maturing? What did America feed you?â
In the past, he remembered that he used to call her âflat,â but now, that was not the case anymoreâ¦
Mu Xiaoxiao dug her elbows into his chest and scowled.
She was so tired; all she wanted was to go home and sleep!