Su Yuan asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is it difficult to answer?"
"Little Yuan, do you want me to confess my love history?" Mu Yuchen asked excitedly.
Fu Wen was curled up next to the clutch. His feet were numb and he could not squat any longer. Of course, he was a little cold. Ever since Madam and Young Master Mu had sat at the front of the car, the temperature in the car had dropped sharply, and he was so cold that his nose was running. He almost sneezed a few times, but his nose was pinched and he forced himself to stop. If he sneezed and alerted the two people at the front of the car, he would be done for!
