There probably isn't anyone more straightforward than him.
The man openly admitted that he approached her with a purpose. Nan Wan closed her eyes, resisting the urge to kick him, "Stop the car."
Liu An didn't hear the instructions from his boss, so naturally, he wouldn't stop.
Mu Jin Huan leaned back in the rear seat, his eyes half-closed, pressing his temples with his distinct fingers, and said lightly, "Sit tight, or jump out."
Look at this casual demeanor...
Nan Wan closed her eyes again, raised her hand to tuck the stray hair from her forehead behind her ear, and looked out the window, her tone flat, "We're not on the same path."
Mu Jin Huan looked up, his expression calm and unhurried, "Zheng Hucai's car is right behind us, are you sure?"
Nan Wan froze, her hand gripping the strap tightened, her lips moved, but she couldn't say anything.
This man was sure she wouldn't be foolish enough to draw a line with him at this moment, so he didn't hide his intentions at all.
