Your Smarts Are All Street Smarts
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the car, Yun Xi could sense that Young Marshal Mu had become quite sulky.
When he had been confronting Jiang Henglin before, he had been domineering without considering the other person's pride.
With his status, he really didn't need to consider other people's moods when doing things.
But it was unfortunate for the Jiang family to be dragged down by that idiot Jiang Henglin. It was a terrible one-bad-apple-ruined-the-lot situation.
As she was thinking about it, Mu Feichi stopped the car at the intersection.
"You've caught the fish, so what do you plan to do now? Steam it? Braise it in brown sauce?"
"Huh?" Yun Xi snapped back to reality, then raised her head dazedly and looked into a pair of pitch-black eyes.
His handsome, striking facial features were so chiseled they appeared as if they had been carved by an ax. The lines from his eyebrows to the tip of his nose to his lips made him appear austere and formidable.