In response, Fu Yan looked lazily, "Is the box bothering you too?"

"I don't like it," Sheng Congzhi said, "and I like to sit in the back."

Fu Yan smiled playfully, "I like you to sit in the front. Besides, no one else rides in my car except you."

Of course, Sheng Congzhi would not pretend that he was confessing, "Yes, except for me, everyone else rides in Rolls-Royce."

Fu Yan laughed out loud at this.

Sheng Congzhi: "..."

She turned to look out the window.

My ears felt slightly hot.

Damn it.

That sentence just now...

Shouldn't he misunderstand that he is jealous?

It turned out that her hunch was right.
Chapter completed!