Oh no! Now using names is the only way to keep boundaries clear. Calling him by his first name would be too ambiguous!
"That won't do!" Mu Yiliang refused righteously, "That's too impolite!"
"We did escape from the paparazzi together." He seemed a little disappointed, "But it seems that's not enough."
Mu Yiliang was practically scratching the walls, tears streaming down her face.
Escaping from the paparazzi together—what kind of bond is that!
"I'm a very polite person, Mr. Yan, don't force me." She said through gritted teeth.
Yan Sijue almost couldn't resist the urge to stroke her long hair... Her frustrated and troubled look was so adorable, it nearly made him lose control.
"Fine, I won't force you." His voice was slightly hoarse.
Mu Yiliang's gaze was drawn to the speedometer.
"Mr. Yan, you seem to be driving a bit slow..."
"Oh, slower is safer." He remarked offhandedly.
