"What are you thinking about? If you don't take the opportunity now to send Little Yan Rong away, once the Chu Family finds out you care about her, she won't be able to leave!"
Cui Jiangjing's impatient voice almost burst through the phone, even Gu Ming, who was driving in front, could hear it.
The distinguished man, however, leaned casually against the car, stretching his hand to open the window to let the outside breeze in.
It had rained yesterday in Rui City, and the ground was still damp with moisture, the moist air mixed with a breeze rushing over the face. Li Shengxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, his left hand resting on the car window, his expression calm, "You don't need to worry, I have my own plans."
"What plans do you have? Speak up then. The emperor isn't in a hurry, but I, the eunuch who helps you, am about to freak out!"
"Do you want to have hot pot at my place for lunch?"
