Mu Beiting turned his head and quietly looked at Ye Anxin for quite a while before his thin lips parted, and he coldly said, "Drive!"
The driver nodded, then started the car.
"Uncle, um, that... that...?" Ye Anxin actually wanted to say to Mu Beiting that her parents were upstairs. Since he's already here, should he go up and sit for a while? After all, he's their son-in-law and they will need to meet eventually.
However, she simply couldn't imagine the scene where Mu Beiting, who only mingles with the noble, sits in such a small rented apartment! No matter how she thought about it, it seemed out of place.
Mu Beiting looked straight ahead, impatiently said, "Say what you want to say!"
"Um... forget it, it's nothing!" Ye Anxin carefully thought it over and ultimately abandoned the fleeting idea she just had.
Before taking Mu Beiting to meet her parents, she should give them some mental preparation; otherwise... she's afraid they won't be able to cope.
