Little Tang was furious. If the young mistress had not let this youth get into the car, Little Tang would have attacked him.
"Then, my thanks to your young mistress. As expected, you all both good people." Mo Wen laughed. He walked up to the car very naturally, as though he was getting into his own car. With a clunk, he opened the car door.
"Hey, wait a minute. Sit in the front. You should not sit in the back." Little Tang was slightly stunned. She had not expected that this Eighth Grader Syndrome youth would act so naturally. Without her telling him to do anything, he got into the back of the car where the young mistress was. However, Mo Wen seemed to have not heard her at all. He bent down and entered the back of the car.
"You…" Little Tang's expression went cold. She had not expected that this youth would be so rude, entering the young mistress's area without permission.