052: Barely a match, according to seniority should be called Seventh Uncle!_1

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To receive a personal drive home from Fu Lanshen is an incredible stroke of luck that ordinary people could never dream of.

But Mu Luzhu actually asked to get out of the car, and plainly said she did not like Fu Lanshen.

This girl was truly out of the ordinary.

Knowing when to advance or retreat, keeping to one's place.

Without the slightest intention of clinging to someone of higher status.

This approach seemed mysteriously similar to playing hard to get...

Was it an illusion? Or was she really playing hard to get?

Fu Lanshen narrowed his eyes, and in the rearview mirror, a cold light reflected in his profound eyes.

Mu Luzhu crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back in her seat, tightening her fingers.

The car was moving fast.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the crossroads.

With a "whoosh," the sound of an abrupt stop filled the air.

Fu Lanshen never forced others against their will.

Since Mu Luzhu had asked to stop here, he complied with her wish.