1771. "I can't do this!"
Without a chauffeured car, plus Song Yan's alarming words just now, An Luobai could only swallow his pride and get into Mu Anran's car.
"Ahem!"
Even though he was taking advantage of someone else's car, An Luobai still wore a haughty expression:
"Of course, I have a chauffeured car; it's just that my time is precious, and I don't want to wait here.
Besides, since Miss Ananlin entrusted both Lin Guanguan and me to your studio, I'm giving you a chance to get to know me. Any problem with that?"
"Pfft!"
Song Yan held back with great effort, barely managing not to burst out laughing.
This was the first time he'd seen someone so bold about hitching a ride.
With An Luobai's arrogant personality, getting along in the future would definitely be tough!
"Alright, since Superstar An is so gracious, we're truly honored!"
Mu Anran went along with it, giving An Luobai an easy way out.
