Just Being My Woman Is Enough

When the two people waiting in the driver's seat and the passenger's seat saw the jealous man walking toward them looking as if he was about to blow his top, no one said a word. They just silently opened the back doors for Mu Feichi and Yun Xi.

Yun Xi's eyes had gotten very wide. Mu Feichi looked so angry that his black eyes looked like ink, and she was waiting to see if ink drops were going to be squeezed out.

Almost without thinking about it, she bent her leg and jammed it into his knee.

Taken by surprise, Mu Feichi groaned. By the time he'd reacted, she had already sprung up and swiftly thrown him back against the seat.

The car was padded with Turkish carpets, so even if he rolled off the seat, he wasn't going to get hurt from falling.