A suspicion flickered in his heart... For a moment, he actually felt that this little woman had feelings for him.
Thinking of this, he felt a brief surge of excitement, "Wipe your tears, or when the blanket gets wet, how will you sleep?"
Ye Xinluo: "None of your business." She ignored him, her tears continued to fall.
"I can't meddle, but if your husband finds out you're crying in another man's car, won't he misunderstand?"
"Bei-chen Rui!" Ye Xinluo sat up abruptly, roaring, wanting to kick him out.
"I'm here."... Beichen Rui wore a faint smile as if appreciating her frantic appearance.
This look... really resembled a provoked cat... every hair standing on end.
Ye Xinluo was exasperated. This man... what's with the smile? Does he look down on her?
Clenching her fists, "Fine, worried my husband might misunderstand, I'll just leave!"
With that, she put on her shoes and was about to get out of the car.
