"Get lost," Tang Anzhi's face turned beet red. After dropping that line, she turned around and walked away.
Did he really consider himself her, Tang Anzhi's, man?
Ha, as if being Tang Anzhi's man was that easy? He hadn't even made a proper confession.
She opened the door, walked out quickly, took out her car keys, opened the car door, and sat inside, her movements a seamless flow of cool efficiency.
With a press of the accelerator, the car had already driven off.
Because it was Huangfu Zheng's car, the gatekeeper let her pass very quickly.
Tang Anzhi's exit was smooth sailing.
When Huangfu Zheng leisurely came out, all he saw was the car's exhaust fumes, which made him raise an eyebrow in surprise, a touch of unexpectedness gleaming in his eyes.
He was not angry, but what he hadn't anticipated was this woman's set of skills; it seemed there were still many surprises to be unearthed from her.
There were naturally more than one car in the family garage.
