Si Mingjing didn't know how to respond and, in the end, Mo Yinhe bundled her into the car waiting outside the villa.
The extended Bentley was 6.1 meters long. Its low-key, luxurious, burnished black exterior with gold accents exuded an aristocratic elegance.
Without a word, he pushed her into the car, then with a long stride, he quickly got in himself.
Old Mrs. Ye and Ye Nianbai, needing no instruction, swiftly followed them into the car. The old and the young were both remarkably agile.
Once little Ye Nianbai was in the car, he gave his capable dad a thumbs-up. "Daddy, you're so cool! You know how to get me a wife."
Mo Yinhe didn't respond to his son.
The car quickly drove away.
The enclosed space of the car soon filled with Si Mingjing's draconic pheromones. Little Ye Nianbai sniffed deeply, then moved closer to her. "Jingjing, you smell so good!"
Ye Nianbai wanted to keep sniffing, but Mo Yinhe picked him up with one hand and placed him on his other side.
