"Cough." Gu Qili choked on the toothpaste and hurriedly rinsed her mouth before beating a hasty retreat. To avoid looking too flustered,
Mu Qinian stared blankly at the glass door that had just closed in front of her, blinking her big eyes twice and muttering, "Is Ali sick,
"You don't know how many things you're unaware of." The shameless man straightened his tie and glanced at her sidelong, "I need to take my son to kindergarten soon."
"I'll take him, don't trouble yourself."
"My son isn't used to riding in taxis, and even less so in buses."
Gu Qili felt this man was being unreasonable. When Mu Qinian was with her, they had ridden buses and taxis without any complaints from him.
Eventually, Gu Qili still ended up in his Maybach, not the one with the '5277' license plate, but the one she had driven before.
She wasn't compromising for him; she just wanted to spend more time with her son.
