After leaving Fu Jingshen's office, An Xuan's expression twisted into a snarl, and the façade of a ladylike demeanor was no longer present.
"Why can't anyone touch the passenger seat?"
An Xuan narrowed her eyes before heading towards Mu Fan's office, Fu Jingshen's assistant.
Mu Fan had been by Fu Jingshen's side for many years and knew his temperament the best.
"Mu Fan, are you busy?"
"Sister An Xuan, what's up?"
An Xuan was usually extremely amiable with people, and because she was the same age as Fu Jingshen, Mu Fan affectionately called her Sister An Xuan.
"It's like this, didn't I take Mr. Fu's car to the banquet yesterday? I left my lipstick in the back seat. Could you help me get it? I don't have the key."
"Sure."
Mu Fan quickly took out the keys from his drawer and headed towards the garage with An Xuan quickly following.
Fu Jingshen had many cars, which were usually managed by Mu Fan.
"By the way, Mu Fan, why doesn't Mr. Fu let anyone sit in the passenger seat?"