No Need to Put on a Show of Pretension

Qi Yuan soon appeared with the car. Yun Xi glanced around and hurriedly got into the car.

From the back seat, Mu Feichi glanced at her. Watching her frantic attempts to get into the car without being seen, he couldn't help but laugh quietly.

"Anyone who didn't know better would think we were having an affair."

There was nothing she could answer to this comment. Yun Xi pulled herself together as she sat down, turned her head and, with a speechless expression on her face, rolled her eyes at the man sitting next to her.

The spacious back seat of the Bentley was so soft that it made her want to sink in.

"Young Marshal, everyone in the audience was waiting to say a few words to you. It's not good for you to just run away like this, is it?"