"Mr. Wan, thank you for today."
Before getting out of the car, An Mi turned to look at the man in the driver's seat and said.
"We're going to head back to class now."
Wan Muqi looked at her with a nonchalant gaze and responded lukewarmly with a "Hmm," "Go ahead, I'll let you know if there's any progress."
An Mi thanked him again: "Okay, thank you Mr. Wan."
Today, Wan Muqi had heard no less than ten such expressions of gratitude.
Suddenly, he wanted to tease her, "An Mi, if you really want to thank me, mere verbal thanks don't show much sincerity."
"Ah?" An Mi was stunned, then quickly said: "Then... then I'll treat you to a meal, is that okay?"
Wan Muqi was silent for a few seconds, "That's fine too, I'll set the time."
An Mi did not argue: "Oh, okay."
Seeing her so docile, the corners of Wan Muqi's mouth slightly lifted: "Then go to your class."
Chen Jin had gotten out of the car early and had been waiting outside all this time.