Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The car was already waiting for him. He got down the steps and opened the car door, his large frame squeezing in.
He then immediately shut the door behind him. “Start the car.”
The chauffeur obeyed and drove off immediately.
Tang Feiling stood in her spot and watched as the car drove off. Angered, she stomped her foot and exclaimed, “Ming Ansheng, you bastard!”
But no matter how loud she shouted, he couldn’t hear her, and he didn’t care.
When the car turned into the road, the chauffeur asked Ming Ansheng, “President, shall I send you home directly?”
Ming Ansheng rubbed his temples and answered, “Give me the car, you can knock off now.”
“All right,” the chauffeur replied before stopping the car at the side of the road.
Ming Ansheng got into the driver’s seat and started the car, stepping full force on the pedal.
After driving for a while at breakneck speed, he slowed down.
The scorching sun was setting and the sky was a shade of rosy red.
‘Why did they have to give birth to me…’
‘Uncle Ming, can you bring me for a spin later?’
‘Uncle Ming, can you bring me to get a tattoo now?’
‘Uncle Ming, can you help me blow at it?’
As Ming Ansheng stared forward, Su Yue’s voice flooded through his mind and he fell into a trance.
After he recovered from his stupor, he realized that he had beat a red light. He shook his head to prevent his thoughts from running wild.
He picked up his phone and dialed Su Yue’s number.
After a melodious ringtone, a weary voice answered, “Hello…”
Ming Ansheng’s expression softened immediately. “You’re sleeping so early?”
Su Yue replied, “I’m dead beat.”
Ming Ansheng had expected her to be tired, and it made his heart ache. He asked, “Have you eaten?”
“Are you Uncle Ming?” Su Yue asked suddenly.
“…” He was speechless. They had exchanged a few lines and she didn’t know who he was?
Ming Ansheng purposely sounded unhappy as he said, “It’s only been a month and you already forgot my voice?”
“Oh , ” Su Yue replied lazily. Then she added, “What do you want?”
Ming Ansheng answered, “I’m driving past your school gate. Let’s have a meal together.”
“I don’t want to eat with you.”
Su Yue sounded frustrated. Ming Ansheng’s heart deflated. “Yueyue.”
Then in a softer voice, he pleaded, “I want to have a meal with you, okay?”
Su Yue asked, “Are you bringing me to get chicken wings?”
“Mm, ” Ming Ansheng replied with a smile.
“All right then,” Su Yue agreed with a nod, though she sounded reluctant.
After the call ended, she sat up and scratched her head. She looked over at the opposite bed and said, “Bai Jing, Uncle Ming wants to bring me out for a meal. e and join us.”
Bai Jing shook her head. “I’ll pass. I’m tired.”
Then she returned her attention to her phone.
Su Yue got off the bed and grabbed her hand. “e on, you’ll be bored being alone in the dormitory.”
“You go ahead,” Bai Jing said in an adamant tone, shaking her head. Then she smiled and said, “You didn’t eat much for dinner just now, so let your Uncle Ming bring you out for some good food later.”
Su Yue replied with an ‘oh’ and didn’t want to force her.
She flipped through her closet to find some clothes to wear. She put on a pure white T-shirt and pale blue leggings before looking at herself in the mirror.
She started bing her hair only after she was satisfied.
Bai Jing looked at her in confusion. “Su Yue, what’s your relationship with that Uncle Ming?”
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