She sighed.
Telling him to go away felt… unnecessary.
So, with no other choice, she followed after him.
As they stepped outside, Qingran instinctively reached into her bag for her car keys, only for Feng Yizhou to extend his hand toward her.
"The keys."
She stared at him. "Excuse me?"
"You drove us to Xi'an, so I didn't bring my car, let drive for today." His tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.
Qingran narrowed her eyes. "Since when did my car become your car?"
She hissed, he drove the car to come pick her up from the casino, he felt more like his car than hers.
Feng Yizhou didn't answer. He simply kept his hand outstretched, waiting for her to give in.
Qingran clicked her tongue in annoyance, but in the end, she still pulled out the keys and slapped them into his palm. "Fine. But take me to the bank first."
Feng Yizhou's lips twitched slightly. "Going to deposit your loot, I see."
