"The problem is you two won't tell me the truth if I don't go to your mom," Su Yu said reasonably.
The twins exchanged a look and fell silent.
In the Porsche following Su Yu's car, An was thrilled that Lu Yan had chosen to ride with him; usually, women would prefer Su Yu, who was the center of attention wherever he went. In contrast, An was just a wingman, a lowly bodyguard, and an employee, as he tagged himself.
He was surprised that Lu Yan showed him such an honor.
Excited, his hands on the steering wheel trembled slightly.
"Hey, Bro! Can you drive? You're so nervous. Do you want me to drive?" Lu Yan felt the fellow couldn't drive in this state.
"No problem. I got up early this morning and am not at my prime," An explained with this excuse.
Lu Yan smiled and didn't speak. Then she took out her cellphone to play games.
