Shen Qinghuan had just called a taxi using her cell phone, and the driver was on the way.

Yu Beiting said impatiently: "Don't make me say it a second time. If grandma didn't ask me to send you back, do you think I would be willing to stay here?"

"That's perfect. I'd rather take a taxi than ride in your car. After all, I think it's dirty." Shen Qinghuan took a step aside in disgust.

A cold light flashed in Yu Beiting's eyes. He suppressed the displeasure in his heart and his ...