"Wait..."
Zhong Li did not seem to understand Song Yaoyao's words. A faint smile hung on the corner of his lips. "I'll come again next time, Miss Song. I like you."
"Pfff—"
Song Yaoyao was amused. She turned her head. "What did you say?"
She could not be bothered to feign civility with him. The man's devilish face was reflected in her clear eyes. "Mr. Zhong Li, are you not awake? Or are you drunk? I don't smell any alcohol on you. Why are you talking nonsense in broad daylight?"
Huo Jiu said in a low voice, "Miss Song, get in the car first."
Zhong Li chuckled. "Miss Song, whether you believe it or not, I have no ill intentions towards you. On the contrary, the way you are now has piqued my interest even more."
"I didn't think you'd want to be a homewrecker." Song Yaoyao's face was cold.
"When the man and woman aren't unmarried, how can I be a homewrecker?"
