"Please take me home. Thank you," Lu Manman said impatiently.
Mo Yuanxiu's expression went stiff, and he suddenly smiled, though it gave off a chilly vibe. His thin lips quivered, and he slowly said in a low voice, "Miss Lu, what's our relationship?"
Lu Manman fell silent.
She had never dared to underestimate Mo Yuanxiu. When she first approached him for collaboration, she had also made up her mind to have a life-long battle of wits and courage with this man. But now, he was asking her about their relationship.
She pursed her lips and looked at him directly. "You called me Miss Lu. What do you think our relationship is?"
"I thought you weren't that stupid," Mo Yuanxiu said coldly.
Lu Manman was triggered, and her expression shifted. "What are you trying to say?!"
"Aren't you an idiot for not knowing what Wen Yun was up to? Why else would he call to meet you alone?" He narrowed his eyes.
