Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“How is it any of your business? You’re very strange. Do I have to tell you everything that I do?” Mu Xiaoxiao snorted and tilted up her chin.
Yin Shaojie nodded shamelessly. “Of course you need to. I’m your hubby.”
Mu Xiaoxiao wagged a finger at him. “Not yet. We’re only engaged, not married. Who knows what will happen in the future? Maybe…”
“I dare you to say it.” Yin Shaojie glared at her.
Mu Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and smiled. “Okay okay. I won’t say it. Let go. I have to get out. Aren’t you in a hurry to deal with the Student Union’s affairs? Hurry up and go.”
“It’s no hurry.” Yin Shaojie stared at her. Just when she was about to open the door, he grabbed her hand.
Mu Xiaoxiao stared back at him.
Just then, something came flying and hit the windshield before bouncing off.
The loud noise shocked Mu Xiaoxiao.
Yin Shaojie frowned. His sharp eyes turned to the front.
It was a basketball.
But why did a basketball hit them?
Although there was an outdoor basketball court more than a few dozen meters away, who, in the whole of Shangde, would dare to hit his car?
Very quickly, he got the answer.
A black figure jumped up onto the hood. He squatted down aggressively, looking down at Mu Xiaoxiao and Yin Shaojie in the car.
Mu Xiaoxiao squinted through the sunlight, trying to see who the person before them was.
“Feng… Tianqi?” she exclaimed
Why was he here?
Feng Tianqi was squatted on the hood dashingly. He wagged his finger at her and said, “We sure have an affinity for each other. I thought I wouldn’t be able to find you but you showed up just as I was about to leave.”
Yin Shaojie stared at him with anger in his eyes. “Get off!”
Feng Tianqi was too arrogant. He dared to jump onto his car?
Feng Tianqi looked at him and jumped off the hood. His long finger touched the front of the car, and he tut-tutted. “Custom Bugatti? Not bad!”
He went to the front passenger seat, opened the door, and reached out to hold Mu Xiaoxiao’s hand.
Yin Shaojie pulled Mu Xiaoxiao into his arms. “You stomped on my car. You think it’s over so easily?”
Feng Tianqi folded his arms. Meeting Yin Shaojie’s eyes, he smiled and said, “What do you want then? You want me to pay up? No problem! Give me this car and I will pay you for it.”
Yin Shaojie snorted, “You wish!”
The car was custom-made. The process from ordering to getting the car took a few months time
Feng Tianqi was sad to hear that as he admired the streamlined body of the car.
He really liked it.
