Knowing he couldn't stop him, Mr. Feng didn't speak anymore. He stood in place, watching Mu Shaolei's back until Mu Shaolei got into a taxi, then he started walking towards the car parked on his right.
"What did he say?"
Mr. Feng had just opened the door to the driver's seat and hadn't even gotten in when Su Aiping's annoyed voice sounded from the back seat.
"The young master knows Madam doesn't like dogs, so he insisted on taking a taxi home." Mr. Feng replied calmly.
"Hmph, he makes it sound so nice!" Su Aiping scoffed, her face full of disdain, and said coldly, "In his eyes, I'm not even as good as a dog he keeps!"
"..."
Mr. Feng didn't say a word. He glanced at Su Aiping through the rearview mirror, then lowered his head and silently fastened his seatbelt.
"Drive."
Having nothing to say to Mr. Feng, Su Aiping felt bored and turned her gaze out the window. Once the car started, remembering that Mu Shaolei had left earlier, she then added, "Drive faster!"
