Qin Chuan was thus kicked out of the car, and Su Qingnuan caught sight of his expression—it didn't seem like he was too upset.
Retracting her gaze, Su Qingnuan glanced at Fu Yihan, then quickly looked away again.
Fu Yihan narrowed his eyes, leaning against the backrest of the chair, looking utterly exhausted.
Su Qingnuan didn't dare say a word and pressed herself tightly against the car door.
After an unknown amount of time, the man suddenly opened his eyes.
"Don't head back yet. Go to a nearby mall."
A Qi turned back. "Eldest Young Master wants a massage?"
Fu Yihan shook his head, propping his body upright. "Pick out two sets of clothes for Eldest Young Madam."
Upon hearing this, Su Qingnuan hurriedly waved her hands. "I have plenty of clothes! I…"
Under Fu Yihan's icy gaze, Su Qingnuan's voice gradually faded.
"In the future, there will be plenty of occasions where you'll need to appear with me. Do you plan to get by with just those few pieces of clothing?"
