Chương 87: Fake, fake

Wen Muchu hung up the phone and glanced at Lan Jing thoughtfully, " "You can go back by yourself. I have something urgent to attend to, so I can't send you. Remember to call me when you reach school."

He immediately told the driver to stop the car.

The chauffeur's car had yet to come to a complete stop when Wen Muchu impatiently reached out to twist the doorknob and was about to get out.

"Do you not want to live anymore?" the driver was so shocked that his face changed.

Lan Jing was also shocked and she quickly grabbed Wen Muchu's hand.

"It's not easy to get a taxi here. Since we're in a hurry, we'll go to your house first. I'm fine. I've liked to take the bus since I was young, especially at night, so please satisfy my request." She said this in a coquettish manner and shook his hand.

Wen Muchu looked at her charming little face and his wide palm unconsciously held her hand.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he looked a little hesitant.