Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"My house... I don't know where my house is..."

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai seemed to be crying again, the driver's master pulled the car over, turned around and asked, "I don't know where your home is? Are you confused after sleeping? It's okay, just think about it."

"I, I remember it was like a small forest."

"Small forest? Is there a small forest near your home?"

"No..." Wen Xiaoai whispered: "I fell in the grove."

The driver master did not hear the latter sentence, but Jun Moyan did.

"Then you can call and ask your family."

"Call? Who is the phone? Why call him?"

Does the caller know where the grove is?

Why do you want to hit someone, can't you just ask?

"..." The driver's master looked at Wen Xiaoai in a daze.

Why is this little girl silly when she wakes up? Is it too sad and irritated?

This is a bit serious.

"Well, girl, do you have a cell phone with you?"

"There are hands, no chickens." Wen Xiaoai stretched out his white and tender palm to the driver's master.

"..."

"It's over, I'm so irritated, what can I do."

The driver's master was a little panicked. It was so good that the little girl was fine before getting into his car. She was stupid before she got out of the car. He wouldn't be mistaken for it, right?

"Little girl, do you remember your family's mobile phone number?" The driver's tone was as kind as possible, and he took out his mobile phone when he said, ready to call her.

"Mobile phone...what's the number?" Wen Xiaoai saw what the driver master was holding, and then remembered that it was called a mobile phone.

She almost forgot what it was called...

The driver's master scratched his head: "No, little girl, I finally took your business today. Don't punish me. I have a senior and a younger, and two children are still studying."

"Why don't I find the way home by myself." Wen Xiaoai wanted to drive the door and get out of the car, but didn't know how to open it.

"Do you find it yourself? Well, you can pay me the fare first, just take five hundred."

"What's the fare? What's five hundred?"

"...Of course it's your money for the car." The driver's master then realized that the little girl was pretending to be stupid, and she wanted to take the bully car.

"Money? Asking for money by car?" Wen Xiaoai blinked, a little surprised.

"Of course you need money to ride a car. How can there be free rides." The driver's master was anxious.

"Who are you lying to? Tsing Yi opens this thing every day, and he never asks for money from Jun Moyan. Last time the adjutant took me and Shangguanyu to Gu's house and didn't ask for money from us. You just looked at me and bullied. "Wen Xiaoai furrowed her brows, aggressively, rightly speaking.

I wonder why this person is so bad.

Looking at Tsing Yi, I have never received money from Jun Moyan.

"What's the matter? Little girl, you think I'm so bullying, you pay the fare as soon as possible. Be a good girl, don't learn these bad things."

"Tsing Yi never asked Jun Moyan for money, I didn't lie."

"That's a private driver, right? I'm doing business. Who do you see who does business without money?"

"This, is it like this?" It seemed... as if it made sense.

"But, but I don't have money." Wen Xiaoai's momentum suddenly weakened.

"No money?" Sure enough, he was pretending to be sitting in a bully car. .

"Hurry up and call your family to send money. I am a small business. You can't cheat me on anyone."