Chapter 3

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This time, I was directly amused, so I didn't say a word, and stared straight at Mark to see what his reaction would be.

Sure enough, he rolled his eyes impatiently.

"I'm eating with my wife, you have to come in, we didn't say anything to you, and you dare to squeeze my wife now? Is this your car that makes you so arrogant?"

Don't look at Mark being so dog-like in front of me, he is very aloof to outsiders.

In other words, aloofness is his protective color. If anyone dares to continue to approach him regardless of the appearance of aloofness, then they can only face the endless poisonous tongue of this dog man.

A seat said that Carol was crying, and it seemed that she didn't expect the man who seemed to be easy to talk to on WeChat to be so unkind when they met.

She defended herself in a panic.

"No, I didn't mean it... I'm just a little dizzy..."

Mark frowned again.

"If you're dizzy, go back by yourself. If you vomit on my car, no matter how much you pay, you can't get my car back."

Seeing that the situation was about to escalate, I quickly came out to smooth things over and glared at him without leaving any trace.

"Okay, okay, what a big deal. Carol, Mark is not in a good mood, so don't mind too much, why don't you continue to sit in the passenger seat, and I'll drive."

"No!" Before Carol could say anything, Mark, who always followed me, directly expressed his opposition.

I raised my eyebrows, only to hear his muffled voice.

"I'm still here, how can there be any reason for my wife to drive?"

As he said that, he looked sharply at Carol, so frightened that she shuddered.

"If you are really uncomfortable, I will call a car for you now and send you home. If you have no problem, sit in the back yourself and apologize to Ashley."

Carol was a little reluctant, but seeing his expression, she knew that if she continued to be stubborn, the man in front of her might really take her out.

So she got out of the car obediently, walked to the back seat, and her tone was still delicate.

"I'm sorry, I thought the seat was free to sit on. It doesn't matter if I sit in the back. Don't be angry because of me."

What a big white lotus flower, Mark and I looked at each other, and the two of them tacitly didn't say anything to pick up her words.

I was more helpless, but Mark's face turned a little dark.

Isn't it?

His expected two-person space was gone. Even if I signed the unequal treaty, he was still unhappy.

However, now I also have my own ideas. Facing a thick-skinned person like Carol, it would be too painless to just drive her away like this.

The game has just begun, isn't it?