"Mr. Wen doesn't exactly have the best temper either," Shen Di didn't yield, her eyes fixed on him.
Xu Chaomu tugged at Shen Chi's sleeve and whispered, "Shen Chi, why are they arguing?"
"Get in the car!" Shen Chi glared at her.
"You should go and mediate," Xu Chaomu urged anxiously.
"It's none of your business, don't worry about it."
Xu Chaomu curled her lips, what did he mean it was none of her business? She didn't want to see Shen Di getting into an argument with someone on her first day back in the country either.
At that moment, Shen Di released Qin Chen's arm and walked over to Wen Zhiyuan in her high heels.
She was tall, but even in high heels, she was still a head shorter than Wen Zhiyuan.
As she approached, Wen Zhiyuan's brows slowly furrowed.
"Mr. Wen, could you please move your car aside? We'd like to go in," Shen Di said.
"Shen Di, I've told you before, your body isn't suited for high heels," Wen Zhiyuan frowned, his arms crossed as he looked at her.