Wen Zhan watched her stubborn and childish behavior, a cold smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He elegantly turned his long legs and followed her out.
The man, being tall and having long legs, only needed to quicken his pace slightly to quickly catch up to the "fleeing princess".
"Are you blind? Can't you see I'm waiting for you?" Wen Zhan walked alongside her, looked down at her with disdain, and spoke mockingly.
Mu Wanqing didn't speak, still mulling over her jumbled thoughts.
She guessed that he must know about the embarrassing incident of mistaking the accelerator for the brake, almost causing a car crash.
And surely, he had seen the scene where the instructor scolded her until she was downcast.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have that schadenfreude expression, with his lips curled higher than an AK could suppress.
She ignored him and continued walking out, soon about to leave the driving school premises.