C3 (1/2)

Su Wen's eyes dimmed. Then, without saying a word, he opened the door and said, ”I'll take a taxi there myself. I won't trouble Mister Liu to send me off.”

”Sit down!” Liu Qingyan's expression turned cold, and that smile of his disappeared without a trace. ”You have followed me before, so you should know my temper. I advise you to be a little more obedient.”

Su Wen froze on the spot. He pressed his hand on the door, but he did not dare to move.

”That Du Haichuan, he is so stupid, what do you like about him?” Liu Qingyan's expression relaxed slightly, and he resumed his nonchalant attitude. ”It has been a few years since we last met, and my judgement has worsened.”

”Haichuan is fine.” Su Wen finally could not hold it in and defended Du Haichuan.

”Oh, what's so good about that?” Liu Qingyan turned around and looked at her with a smile that was not a smile.

Liu Qingyan had a pair of fake peach blossom eyes, with very deep eyes. Usually, they felt unfathomable, but when he smiled, the flowers swayed, and the flowers clustered together.

Su Meng shut his mouth again.

She was insane, that was why she was willing to negotiate with Liu Qingyan.

”Is it good technique or good looks? Or do you know how to play tricks on a bed? Being able to tame a little demoness like you can also be considered as keeping your identity a secret. ” Liu Qingyan continued.

Su Wen's face was slightly pale, and his fingers were about to dig into the flesh of his palms.

”Young master Liu, please send me back.” She interrupted him word for word.

”Then go to your place.” Liu Qingyan took the initiative to make a decision and restart the car.