"Mister Mu." The guy dressed in a suit threw an unnoticeable glance at Bai Qingqing, then led the two of them to the car, opening the door and putting up a "please" gesture.
So this was what Muir meant by "took a ride here"?
Bai Qingqing gulped. She hadn't had such an experience before and felt a little nervous. She tightened her grip on Muir's hand.
Muir clenched his mate's palm to console her, then bent over to carry her, putting her in the car.
He was worried that his mate might not know how to ride a car and almost said "You don't squat in a car. You sit in it." to her.
"No need. I can get in myself." Bai Qingqing hadn't finished her words when she was placed on the car seat. She looked around and saw that there was a middle-aged man in the front passenger seat, looking at her through the rear-view mirror. When he saw her looking at him, he smiled.