After asking.
Jiang Xiaorou felt guilty first, she swallowed, watching Shen Yancheng's head gradually lower towards her. His tall stature imposed on her, just like the master's gaze in the private room earlier.
Why do the master and Shen Yancheng both like to stare at her? Is she that good-looking?
"If I hadn't whisked you away, would you have really wanted Jing Muchen to kiss you? Or do you like him?" Shen Yancheng's voice was cold, his direct stare at Jiang Xiaorou was somewhat terrifying.
"Of—Of course not." Jiang Xiaorou couldn't bear his gaze and guiltily turned away.
"Since your intention is also good, then why don't you take the trouble and drive me home now?" Jiang Xiaorou turned back, smiling again.
Shen Yancheng put a hand on his forehead: "I had some drinks just now, can't drive."
Damn!!!
Oh, come on.
Jiang Xiaorou rolled her eyes, clearly, he drove back just now, and fast too, now he claims he can't drive because he drank, what a lie!