Yan Fengchi's car arrived right on time within fifteen minutes, its headlights illuminating Luo Xi's face. Luo Xi squinted slightly, maintaining a carefree smile.
"Who told you to come back?"
He rolled down the window, Luo Xi didn't respond, three women each opened a car door and got into the car.
As soon as Luo Xi sat in the passenger seat, she gave the man in the driver's seat, whose expression wasn't so good, an enthusiastic hug. In front of the two women in the back seat, she didn't care at all and lightly pecked his cheek: "Don't be mad, darling."
The man, who had never heard Luo Xi call him darling, didn't show the expected delight, his face remaining as cold and stern as ever.
Huanhuan eagerly asked, "Yan Fengchi, how did my husband get caught? Quickly tell me."
