Nie Mingxuan frowned and felt extremely worried. "Yichen, what do you want to do?"
Mu Yichen clutched the steering wheel, looking straight ahead, and said in a low voice, "You've known me for so long, have you ever seen me doing this for the second person?"
Nie Mingxuan was speechless.
In his memory, Mu Yichen had never been close to women. From the United States to the present, it wasn't like there weren't any other women who were either genuine or fake trying to stick to him. It was just that no matter how nice he was to him, he couldn't bring himself to walk into his heart and couldn't guess what he was thinking. Although Nie Mingxuan didn't know how Lan Xi managed to do this, he knew that Lan Xi was different from him.
An almost coquettish sneer broke out at the corner of his hands
