Chen An's "This is so embarrassing" was only half-spoken when he abruptly stifled it back.
From the rearview mirror, Lu Sheng could see that Chen An, who was initially in high spirits, suddenly wore a look of grievance and injustice, pitifully adorable.
She couldn't help but let out a giggle.
"Li Muchen, why are you such a miser?"
Lu Sheng kneaded Li Muchen's robust and firm pectoral muscles, pretending not to notice the man's deepening gaze, turned her head jokingly and said, "Chen An, do you want to come be my assistant? I'll secretly pay you a higher salary."
"…Who says I'm a miser," Li Muchen's gaze grew intense as he grasped the girl's hand that was roaming and teasing unchecked.
Looking into the rearview mirror at Chen An, he spoke indifferently, "The car you liked but didn't buy, I had someone reserve it a few days ago. It should be delivered to your home tomorrow."
Hearing this, Chen An took a deep breath on the spot.