Five minutes later, the car came to a halt. Mo Yan stopped the car, and Lu Yinchu took hold of Nanxi's little hand, saying softly, "We'll sit in the front!"
Why sit in the front? Nanxi looked puzzled. If they're in the front, where would Mo Yan sit?
Lu Yinchu then immediately answered Nanxi's confusion. He said to Mo Yan, "I'm leaving Qiaoqiao with you."
Mo Yan pursed his lips, responded with a light "mm-hmm," and then got out of the driver's seat and exited the car.
Nanxi: "....."
What's going on? Can someone please tell her what's happening?
Mo Yan, poised and graceful, stood at the intersection. Quickly, a taxi pulled up and stopped next to him. He quickly opened the car door and jumped in. As the cab drove away, Lu Yinchu started the car as well.
Nanxi blinked. She still didn't quite understand what was going on. She turned to face the man next to her and asked, "Lu Yinchu, what's going on with Mr. Mo and my cousin ...?"
