How are You So Free

As he looked at the nervous Tang Luo, Mo Bonan suppressed his displeasure. "Fine, let's go back first. It's late already."

Then he opened the car door.

With a cold stare pinned on him, Tang Luo shrank a little and got into the car meekly.

Before leaving, Tang Luo waved at the others. 

"We'll go first then. Stay in touch."

"Sure."

They waved back at him, Asura barking and Honey meowing along.

"Let's go," Mo Bonan ordered, and the car set off right away.

As he stared at the vanishing car, Qiao Yanjue had a rather complicated look in his eyes.

He seemed to have gained some enlightenment from the incident.

Looking at Xia Xibei, who was still trying to hail a cab at the side, he felt a headache begin to form. 

"Enough of that, I'll send you back."

"No need," Xia Xibei shook her head, "I'll get a cab soon."