章節 857: Compassionate Heart Of Men

In the parking lot.

Su Muxue had driven cars before, but now, someone would definitely not continue to let this woman drive. He carried her straight into the car, all the while looking for a pillow and fastening the seatbelt.

After he was done, he went around to the front door of the driver's seat, opened the door, and got in.

Naturally, his speed was at least twice as slow as usual, at most 40 yards per hour.

Was he trying to compete with the ant or the snail?

Su Muxue rolled her eyes, but she didn't say anything.

After driving a while, Tan Yiming's phone rang.

The phone had been automatically connected to the Bluetooth when he got into the car, so when the word 'Yu Lan' appeared on the screen, how could Su Muxue not see it?

"Heh," she sneered.

At this moment, Tan Yiming's felt a chill down his back, and he had no intention of picking up the call.

However, the woman in the backseat spoke up: