Speaking, Fu Chenlie leaned in, his thin lips deliberately lingering at her ear as he added a term teeming with mockery and ridicule, "Miss Driver."
Wen Ran glanced at him with his malicious expression and bit out two syllables through gritted teeth, "Scum."
The man's gaze became dangerously sharp as he narrowed his eyes, "What did you say?"
She smiled, "I said it's really tough... the job of a driver is truly too hard, never able to clock in or out on time."
Ding—
The elevator doors opened.
Fu Chenlie sneered and withdrew his hand from her shoulder, stepping out of the elevator first.
Wen Ran rolled her eyes at his retreating figure and quickened her pace to follow.
She was furious, her steps hastening as she overtook the man.
When she reached the driver's side, Fu Chenlie, who held the car keys, had already unlocked the car.
Wen Ran pulled open the door to the driver's seat, ready to get in, but her arm was suddenly grabbed, and she was pulled aside.