Yan Mixin saw Jun Zhiyuan's cold face and whispered: "Sister Chuqing had something in her shoes, so I waited for her."

Jun Zhiyuan glanced sideways at Chu Qingxiao, who was coming this way, and said impatiently: "Then why are you here?"

"She asked me to come here first because she was afraid you would wait too long."

As soon as Yan Mixin finished speaking, Jun Zhiyuan knew what was going on. He glanced in the direction of Chu Qingxiao and raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.

Still impatiently said: "Then what are you waiting for, come up",

"oh",

So Yan Mixin opened the passenger door and got in. This action was extremely natural, as if she had practiced it thousands of times.

Chu Qingxiao watched with wide eyes as Yan Mixin got into the passenger seat. The expected violent storm did not come, and Chu Qingxiao was stunned.

Jun Zhiyuan saw Chu Qingxiao's seriously disbelieving look in the rearview mirror. He smiled so evilly,

Yan Mixin stared at Jun Zhiyuan closely. She had known for a long time that Jun Zhiyuan was handsome, but she rarely saw Jun Zhiyuan smile. It turned out that his smile was so charming, and Mixin was in that smile.

lost myself,

Jun Zhiyuan used his expensive leather shoes to step on the clutch, skillfully shifted the gear, and then the car flew into the parking lot. When the car started, Yan Mixin became anxious.

He quickly said: "Yuan, Yuan, Sister Qingxiao hasn't come up yet, why are you driving?"

Jun Zhiyuan glanced at Yan Mixin indifferently, and just when Yan Mixin thought that Jun Zhiyuan wouldn't speak, he faintly said: "She won't go?"

"Why?",

Yan Mixin annoyed Jun Zhiyuan with asking questions one after another. She was so impatient. Women are trouble. She unconsciously raised her voice a little: "There are so many reasons why. If I can't go, I just won't go."

",

Jun Zhiyuan's roar made Yan Mixin freeze there, tears welling up in her eyes, and they might fall at any time.

Jun Zhiyuan saw it in the rearview mirror. He didn't care. Cry, cry, cry. Women just love to cry. Can one day women stop crying? They will always use their cheap tears to deceive men's sympathy. They are the meanest ones.

It's a woman,
Chapter completed!