"There's a traffic jam on the road, I can't just fly over!" the bodyguard said.
Nan Mufeng glared at him, "Get out, I'll drive!"
"You can't..."
Nan Mufeng got out, opened the driver's side, dragged the bodyguard out, and got into the driver's seat himself. The bodyguard scrambled to get in.
The road is congested, the only option is to weave. Weaving requires skill!
The bodyguard watched in astonishment as Nan Mufeng freely wove through the crowded intersection...
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The cafe. After Nan Mufeng left, Jian Xi moved to the seat he had been in to take a nap.
This way, she could pretend she was resting in his arms.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly, a clamor reached her ears, and Jian Xi opened her eyes. Alisha was approaching with a few people, brimming with anger.
Jian Xi internally thought this was bad but kept her expression steady, "Manager, there are guests, why aren't they being attended to?"
