Lan Xuanxuan rolled down the window and shouted in surprise, then opened her mouth wide and looked at Meng Beichen from top to bottom until his face darkened, and then she gestured towards Han Yixing with an ambiguous expression.
After looking at it twice in confusion, Han Yixing blushed a little. Lan Xuanxuan's actions were stripping off clothes and forcefully hugging her. Didn't she notice that the driver next to her was staring at her?
"Princess Lanxuan, you are going to be late!"
She shouted, then looked back at Meng Beichen who was confused, and couldn't help shouting again: "I'm ignoring you!"
It would be better to let him go back but not go back now. How many times will he have to stop along the way? [
When Meng Beichen heard her shouting like this, he was stunned for a moment and then smiled. It seemed like he hadn't heard her say that for a long time. He was a little coquettish and cute.
He ignored Lan Xuanxuan and chased after her on his bicycle.
When he was still some distance away from the school gate, Han Yixing stopped the car and refused to leave. He turned around and stared at him angrily, not wanting to say anything.
"Xing'er, we'll be here soon." Meng Beichen said knowingly. In fact, her current appearance was much better than her cold and indifferent appearance.
"I'll go in by myself, don't follow me."
Han Yixing frowned and said, even if he attracted so much attention along the way, would he want to ride to school like this again? He was not afraid that his wise image would be ruined?
Her eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, why should she care about his image?
Meng Beichen sighed, with a hint of sadness: "Xing'er hates me so much."
"I hate you so much!" she yelled, pushing the car and running forward. "If you follow me again, I will be really angry!"
"Okay, I won't follow you anymore. Run slower and don't fall." Meng Beichen shouted behind her. With a wave of his hand, several of his men followed her quietly.
He sighed, you're always angry, aren't you?
When he turned around, he saw Fei Xiluo parking the car firmly at his feet, getting out of the car, and there seemed to be a suppressed smile on his face.
"Master Bei, can you go back to the company today?" God knows that the president of their Meng Empire works at home every day, leaving everything to him as the general manager. Rumors from the outside world have made him a mystery.
"It's best to hold back your smile. One day when you have a wife, you will know how hard it is."