Zhenhua Cai hurriedly waved his hand, "Not a bother, not a bother, it's how it should be. I'll have the repaired car sent to Miss Nan's home. If there are any issues, just contact me."
Mu Jin Huan nodded, his expression hardly changing, "President Zheng is busy, we'll leave first."
His demeanor was not arrogant or dismissive; he maintained the politeness he should have while exuding an air of aloof elegance.
Zheng Hua Cai bent down and made a gesture of invitation, "Alright, alright, President Mu, take care."
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In the car.
Liu An sensed something odd about the atmosphere, occasionally sneaking glances at the back seat through the rearview mirror. On the fourth glance, he got caught by Mu Jin Huan's cold gaze, frightening him from looking back again.
Nan Wan clasped the strap of her handbag with both hands on her lap, sitting upright, head slightly lowered, lost in thought.
