Qi Ye, who was at the side, was holding onto a tablet in his hands, as if he was reading an important mail.

He was always like this, unwilling to waste any minute, even in the car, either resting or dealing with other things.

The moment he saw Qi Ye, Wen Liang opened his mouth and spoke to his master without delay.

The man gracefully put away his laptop, his unfathomable eyes looking meaningfully at her small and fair face.

Wen Liang subconsciously looked at the driver. Apparently, the master had already misunderstood the relationship between the two. He was looking at their heart and nose, calmly holding the steering wheel.

Wen Liang couldn't be bothered to explain and could only glare at the man. He said expressionlessly: "Can Mr. Qi not pretend to be very familiar with me in public?"

"Then tell me, what do you want me to do with you?" The man's deep and quiet eyes contained a trace of ridicule.

Wen Liang said seriously: "I'll have to trouble Mr. Qi to take a detour when I walk past you, or pretend to not know me, and walk past me cleanly."

"I can't do it." The man had dug a hole for her. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to recover so quickly.

He slightly opened his thin lips, narrowed his deep eyes, and said to her, "How about you teach me how to sleep in the same bed with a woman for three years, five months, and twenty-four days, pretending to not know each other?"

Three years, five months, and twenty-four days. Hearing this precise timing, Wen Liang felt as if his heart had been struck by lightning.

She calmed herself down, then donned the Unbreakable Body mask, and smiled at Qi Ye: "Why didn't I realise how shameless Mr. Qi was before?"

The man unperturbed smiled and asked her, "Then when you were chasing me back then, who was stronger?"

With a warm and cold face, he could not help but feel embarrassed.

Using Su Xiaomi's exact words, she said: "Miss Wen, you are definitely the most shameless, shameless, servile, shameless, unscrupulous, unparalleled outstanding woman I have ever seen!"

One must know that back then, in order to chase after Qi Ye, she wasn't just shameless, she didn't even want his integrity and chastity anymore!

The man's gaze was filled with poison. With great difficulty, Wen Liang managed to expel the deadly poison from his body. He didn't want to sink into another deep hole.

Thus, when the master got off the high speed car, Wen Liang almost jumped out of the car as if he was going to jump off it.

However, when she slammed the car door, she miserably caught the hem of her dress.

He wanted to cry, but there were no tears!

When Wen Liang was about to open the carriage door again, he heard Qi Ye's indifferent command: "Master, lock the door."

The speed of Wen Liang's rapid movement towards the car door was not enough to stop the sound of his Master locking the door.

She pulled on the door with all her might, but the door was already locked. She took a deep breath and shouted at the man inside, "Qi, open the door if you dare!"

The window of the taxi slowly rolled down. The man in the back of the taxi smiled faintly. He was handsome and elegant, with three words coming out from his lips, like the gentle breeze and the bright moon. "Which door?"

"Of course it's the door. What else could it be?" Wen Liang raised his foot angrily and kicked the car door.

Qi Ye sat quietly in the back seat. Under his thick eyebrows, there were some narrow eyes, and a nose that was as perfect as a knife. At this moment, he pursed his lips, and with a distant and noble tone, he said two words to her: "Please."