Mu Yunli invited her into the car again in a gentlemanly manner.
'This lady?'
She accepted it. "It's okay, I'm fine," she said. "I'm feeling a bit dizzy from the ride. I think it's better if I take the subway. Thank you."
But Mu Yunli was very patient with her. He closed the door and told the driver to drive to the airport to wait for him.
After the Bentley drove away, Mu Yunli spread out his hands at her. "Miss, I'm also planning to take the subway to the airport. Why don't we go together?"
What?
'He chose not to ride in a luxury car, but he wanted to squeeze into the subway with her?'
'Are you kidding me?'
By the time Qiao Ruoxi came back to her senses, Mu Yunli had already put on his sunglasses. He put his hands in his pockets and leisurely walked towards the subway entrance.
Qiao Ruoxi had no choice but to follow.