Huo Mian's words made Huo Siqian burst into laughter.
"I can let your friend sit in the passenger seat, and I can let the person in the passenger seat get off," Huo Siqian said confidently.
"What about me?" Huo Mian wanted to ask him. If Lingling was sitting in the passenger seat, what about her?
"You can sit on my lap."
Huo Siqian made his shameless words sound so dignified.
Zhu Lingling was someone who loved to joke around, but even she was dumbfounded.
Luckily, Huo Mian was calm.
"That's not necessary. I don't have the habit of sitting on other people's lap."
"But I'm not anyone else… We're family," Huo Siqian said meaningfully.
"Since Young Master Huo is so sincere, why don't you give me the keys… Both of you get out of the car and give it to me?"
Huo Mian originally wanted to give him a piece of her mind, but he had openly teased her.