Bidding Wen Qimo goodbye, the mother-daughter pair got into Ji Ziming's Maybach.
It was worth mentioning that this was not their first time riding the man's car, so they were quite familiar with the operations of it.
Once the two buckled up, the man stepped on the gas and drove off, leaving Wen Qimo, who was standing outside the car, far behind.
Wen Qimo shrugged offhandedly as he watched the Maybach recede into the distance.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. He really is a bottle of vinegar with a strong sense of possessiveness. What a pity…"
What a pity for a cute little lass like Ge Ge!
Of course, the two leads of this story were unaware of his remark.
The car steadily drove toward Pei Ge's house as the scenery outside the window continued to move in the opposite direction.
"Xiao Ji, my apologies for troubling you these few days." Zhang Manhua smiled at him.
"Don't mention it. It's not much trouble," he replied in his cold voice.
