This Devil

Jiang Mingxu finally showed his fatigue in the car with a languid gaze. He leaned against the car door and closed his eyes slightly.

Two transnational flights in a day, and he even had to discuss business. Even a man as strong as iron would be tired.

Song Wei asked him curiously, "Didn't you go to Japan today? Why did you suddenly fly back? Just to keep an eye on me to prevent me from causing trouble?"

Lifting his eyelids, Jiang Mingxu glanced at her coldly. "What do you think?"

Song Wei said, "It looks like I guessed right. Director Jiang, you are really conscientious. For the sake of the Jiang family's reputation, you are willing to go out of your way to shuttle back and forth."

Jiang Mingxu closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to listen to such flattery.

Song Wei continued, "However, I've promised you that I would earn back the Song and Jiang families' reputation. I think I've done it. Thank you for your cooperation in this performance, too. It saved me a lot of trouble."

Jiang Mingxu opened his eyes and looked at her. He repeated, "Performance?"

"That's right. I can't act as a loving couple by myself. Your appearance is much more convincing. It saves me the trouble of finding a way to make you and I appear in the same frame in public…"

Jiang Mingxu's initial fatigue was gone completely, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's again. "So… You were acting just now?"

"…what else?"

Wasn't it a mutual whirlwind of acting skills with that sc*mbag couple?

Jiang Mingxu snorted coldly. "Nothing."

When they got home, Song Wei realized that there was an additional HGMini in the spacious car shed. It was an old person's electric scooter, and it was in a cute pink color.

This must be the transportation tool that Jiang Mingxu mentioned!

It was indeed the most convenient and reasonable choice under her character profile. The total price of a machine was only 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. If she made a down payment and the rest of the payments in installments, even a poor person could afford it.

She ran over especially happily. Although the pain in her feet made her limp whenever she relaxed, the process of taking a taxi to the city before transferring to the subway to go to work was too troublesome. With this scooter as a means of transportation, she would definitely be happy.

Just as she was about to take the keys from Uncle Dong, Uncle Dong smiled at her. "Madam, Young Master initially wanted to prepare this scooter for you, but on your way back just now, he suddenly sent me a message telling me to change to another one for you."

"Change to another scooter? No need. This is pretty good. It's a coquettish pink. I like it." Song Wei patted Little Pink to express her fondness.

However, Uncle Dong only smiled awkwardly again. "Madam, you misunderstood me. Young Master asked you to change into this…"

Uncle Dong moved aside and pointed at a gray electric scooter—with a young sheep—parked beside him. There was also a blue helmet with Doraemon patterns on it.

Uncle Dong saw Song Wei's expression collapsed instantly, coughed lightly, and gave an explanation to make up for it. "Although this vehicle only has two wheels, it's lighter. It won't get stuck in traffic jams in the city, and it's easy to find a parking spot. Also, it has a maximum speed of 60 mph. It can drive 100 kilometers after charging for one night."

Song Wei complained, "Uncle Dong, are you sure Jiang Mingxu is not messing with me?"

Uncle Dong coughed lightly again. "Why would Young Master mess with you? H-he definitely has his own plans."

Song Wei looked at Little Gray and then at Little Pink—that she was supposed to have… She was silent for a moment.

"Uncle Dong, do you know what your Young Master is angry about? Do you know? When I interact with him now, it's as exciting as playing minesweeper every day. I don't know which square would make him suddenly explode at me."

Uncle Dong thought about it but still shook his head. "Actually, Young Master may look fierce, but his temper isn't that bad. It's just that he's stricter in his way of doing things. However, when it comes to you, Madam… It is true that it is comparatively easier for him to get angry."

"… Right!"

"That's probably what happens when you care about someone."

"Pfft!" Song Wei scoffed at Uncle Dong's conclusion. "I think he just doesn't like me."

Jiang Mingxu appeared at the entrance of the garage like a ghost. "Switch the little sheep to a motorbike. Change it immediately."

"…" Song Wei's eyes widened. She wanted to argue for her rights, but just as the words reached her mouth, she still took a few deep breaths, clenched her fists, and swallowed them all!

If she continued to rebel, this devil would even take away the bike!