Ye Wanwan leaned against the back seat and rest her eyes while Liu Ying sat in the passenger seat with a long face. One of Liu Ying's men, Song Jing, drove the car.
Song Jing took a glimpse at the back through the rearview mirror then said softly, "Ay, captain, don't be angry anymore. BOSS likes her - what can we do?"
"Shut up!" Liu Ying was obviously in a bad mood.
He actually had to escort this woman, a total insult to him.
"Oh…" Song Jing stopped talking.
The car drove for some time and Song Jing spoke up again as he hated the silence: "Captain, though I find goddess Ruoxi the most qualified to be the mistress of the household, Ye Wanwan isn't as bad as you think, right?"