Mo Xicheng was unexpectedly calm and indifferent, he even put on a contemplative expression. After a moment, he turned to the man outside and, before the man could make out it was Mo Xicheng, he said, "Uh huh, you're right. I'll go home right now."
Shi Nianyao: …!!
This man… How could he hold his deadpan expression yet say these things?
Did he know what he was saying?
When the man standing beside the car saw that Mo Xicheng was apologetic, he didn't pursue the issue. In fact, he burst out laughing and said, "Way to go, brother. That's the spirit. If you really can't hold it anymore, let me give you a recommendation. There's a mall up ahead, and there's an underground parking where you can park."
Frowning, Mo Xicheng replied, "Thank you for your good intentions."
The next moment, he rolled up the car window and started his car, driving straight ahead.
Shi Nianyao: …
Shi Nianyao was on the verge of losing her composure.