The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

So Mu Yaqi said casually: "If you get carsick, Mr. Meng can open the window himself, and the wind blowing in will not affect the people in the car."

But how could Meng Zhe get carsick?

So, what this means in translation is: You can have your own little thoughts in your mind, but don't show it. There's a child behind you. You should pay attention to your image, otherwise you'll look like a psychopath and I'll want to take action.

When Meng Zhe heard Mu Yaqi's words, he was stunned at first, then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He turned his head slightly to look at Mu Yaqi, a different light flashed in his eyes, and said: "Miss Mu is really thoughtful, she even considered this."

"But with Miss Mu's skilled driving skills, how could she make people carsick?"

After saying that, he looked at Mu Yaqi, trying to see some strange emotions on her face.

His words were quite aggressive, meaning: You can indeed threaten me, but you can't do anything about it now.

Of course Mu Yaqi felt this naked and unreserved gaze.

He was very arrogant, and even though he was now in Mu Yaqi's territory, he couldn't suppress the provocation in his heart.

And it just so happened that Mu Yaqi thought that she was not a good person either.

"Mr. Meng, you are too kind. Driving skills are just a small skill that I have learned every day." Mu Yaqi had a faint smile on her lips, but her tone was sharp. "Mr. Meng, you looked so thoughtful just now. It seems that you are not feeling well."

"After all, we still have a long way to go. If you feel uncomfortable, don't hold it in. It's always better to make adjustments in time."

Meng Zhe chuckled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a playful tone: "I just thought of something interesting just now, and I was absent-minded unconsciously."

He paused deliberately and observed Mu Yaqi's reaction.

Mu Yaqi just raised her eyebrows slightly and said nothing more.

But her heart was not as calm as she appeared.

A bunch of lines flashed through Mu Yaqi's mind frantically:

Yo yo yo~

What about “interesting things”?

I'm afraid he's planning to plot against someone again!

Just pretend!

Do you really think I can't see through your little thoughts?

Your tricks are just to disturb my thoughts!

Otherwise, they are trying to test how much I know and find out my bottom line.

Oh! Still in a trance~

I think you are daydreaming!

Do you think you can take advantage of me?

Let’s see what tricks you can come up with next. I want to see them for myself!

Meng Zhe felt a little bored when he saw that she didn't react.

Then he continued, "Ms. Mu, you said that our meeting today is like a carefully choreographed play, and everyone has their own role."

"I just don't know what the ending of this scene will be?"

Mu Yaqi chuckled, holding the steering wheel steadily with both hands, and responded calmly: "No one can tell what the ending will be now."

After a pause, she added in an ambiguous tone: "If everything develops in the direction you want, it would be a bit boring."

Meng Zhe leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms over his chest, and said with a half-smile, "Ms. Mu's work is always exciting."

Mu Yaqi just smiled and said nothing, focusing on driving.

Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of the man, Meng Zhe finally stopped talking.

Soon, two cars arrived at the Puli Restaurant.

The parking lot outside the restaurant is luxuriously decorated.

Bright light strips outline the contours of the parking spaces, and neatly trimmed green plants are scattered among them, separating the parking spaces.