The courtesy is mutual_1
Translator: 549690339
The black sedan exited the underground parking lot of the shopping mall.
The cabin was enveloped in quietude, as Nian Yuyu stealthily observed Chu You, who was driving, through the rearview mirror.
His features were profound, his brow bones exquisitely defined, yet they conveyed a sense of cold aloofness.
After sneaking a few glances, she forlornly withdrew her gaze.
In the back seat, Song Heqi's round eyes whirled nonstop, occasionally letting out sly chuckles.
Chu You had just promised to buy him a new toy as hush money.
Because he knew his uncle had a wallet filled with cash.
But just now, his uncle had told a lie.
"Sister," he started a conversation with Nian Yuyu, "what's your name?"
Without waiting for her to answer, he introduced himself, "My name is Song Heqi, I'm five years old this year and I'm in the senior kindergarten class."
His words were exceptionally sweet, "Sister, you are so pretty, I really like you, how do you know my uncle?"