"Get in the car with brother?" Nie Chao was gobbling down a rice ball when he heard this and, without thinking, blurted out, "Seventh Young Master, how can you talk dirty in front of the big boss? That's so indecent."
"..."
Fu Yunshen turned his head, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed.
A second later, he lifted his leg and kicked Nie Chao's butt.
"Cough cough cough!" Nie Chao was successfully choked, almost falling flat on his face; he hurriedly begged for mercy, "I was wrong, brother, spare my life, spare my life."
It was his fault for thinking wrong.
Fu Yunshen glanced at him, reached into the car, took out a paper bag, and handed it to the girl, his voice gentle, "Yaoyao, freshly steamed xiao long bao, and also yogurt. It's a bit of a long ride to the courthouse, eat something to fill your stomach."
"Thank you." Ying Zijin took it and bit open the yogurt pouch.
She opened the door with one hand, sat down in the passenger seat, and fastened her seatbelt.