Instantly, it all became clear.
He tugged at the corner of his mouth and walked forward.
"Sir, your drink."
Chi Cheng paused, turned around to take it, "Thank you."
Then, he returned to the car as if nothing had happened.
Bam——
The car door closed.
An Ran involuntarily shivered.
She lowered her head and inserted a straw into her milk tea, just about to drink.
Unexpectedly, Chi Cheng waved his hand and snatched the milk tea away.
An Ran: "What are you doing?"
Chi Cheng didn't say a word, placed the milk tea beside him, and drove into the villa area.
An Ran was a bit sulky, but her phone vibrated.
A WeChat message from the guy earlier.
An Ran replied, and the Porsche came to a stop.
"Chatting with another guy right in front of me?" Chi Cheng glanced at her, not angry but smiling, "Enjoying the conversation?"
An Ran: "Give me back my milk tea."
