An Xiaoyu recalled the scene when his car rear-ended Chu Mucheng's, feeling immense disdain in his heart.
"Oh, so you were the one playing dirty behind the scenes!"
Hearing An Xiaoyu's indignant tone, Yin Limo couldn't help but chuckle, a cunning look appearing on his handsome face.
"Don't be so petty! For men, sometimes you have to resort to some tricks to win the final victory! It's no big deal! Later, Chu Mucheng rear-ended me too, didn't I let that slide?"
"You deserved it!"
An Xiaoyu had no nice words for him.
Yin Limo laughed again.
"And you say you're not Chu Mucheng's woman, yet here you are, feeling sorry for him?"
An Xiaoyu glared at him.
"I'm just outraged, that's all!"
It was really dangerous earlier. If not for Chu Mucheng's good driving skills, they might have ended up wrecked and dead.
