40 Most Intolerant Man

Mu Beiting turned his head and looked at Ye Anxin quietly for a long time. Then his thin lips opened slightly, and he said coldly, "Drive!"

The driver nodded and started the car.

"Mister, what's going on?" Ye Anxin had actually wanted to tell Mu Beiting that her parents were upstairs, and since he was already here, perhaps he could go up to pay them a visit. After all, he was their son-in-law, and they would inevitably meet in the future.

But she really couldn't imagine someone as dignified as Mu Beiting simply sitting in such a tiny rental house. No matter how she thought about it he would seem extremely out of place.

Mu Beiting looked ahead and said impatiently, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"Hmm...forget it, it's okay." Ye Anxin thought about it for a while, and finally gave up on the thought that had just flashed through her mind.