Mu Yunshen finally fastened her seatbelt, walked around the front of the car, and returned to the driver's seat.
Starting the engine, his slender hand turned the steering wheel, and he asked lightly, "What do you want to eat? Western, French, or Chinese cuisine?"
Tang Sitian clutched the seatbelt, her breathing gradually stabilizing, she turned away and ignored him.
"Sitian."
"I want to get out of the car."
"What are we having for dinner?"
"I want to get out of the car!"
Mu Yunshen's brows and eyes remained calm, "Okay, then let's have Chinese."
Thinking of the scene earlier at the set where he talked to Pan Zi, Sitian felt suffocated in her chest, her emotions inexplicably agitated, "I won't eat with you. Stop the car. We clearly talked in Miss Mo's ward the other day..."
The ringing of a phone interrupted her words.
Mu Yunshen reached out to answer it, the person on the other end said something, he glanced at the time, "Okay, I'm coming now."
