Su Muer nodded, "I have a car in my garage, and I know where the car keys are!"

Su Muer immediately took Nangong Yaji to the garage. Su Muer opened a small box in a corner of the garage and took out the car keys inside.

She turned on the garage lights and an old Mercedes-Benz appeared in front of the two of them. Nangong Yaji's eyes suddenly shrank.

Su Muer didn't notice his eyes, and she introduced to Nangong Yaji:

"This is my father's car. After he passed away, the car has been parked in my garage. My brother will regularly maintain the car every month. There should be oil in the fuel tank, so we can drive it out!"

Su Muer opened the car door, she glanced at the dashboard, and confirmed that the fuel tank was enough for them to drive more than 100 kilometers.

"Yaji, we..." Su Muer raised her head and wanted to ask Nangong Yaji to get in the car, but saw him staring at the license plate of the Mercedes-Benz.

His face was covered with a layer of ice. When his whole face became serious and cold, there was no trace of warmth in his blue eyes.

"Ya Ji?" Su Muer called him in confusion.

Nangong Yaji seemed to wake up suddenly. He came to his senses. The coldness in his eyes faded away, and he immediately returned to his former evil and gentle expression.

"Yaki, let's drive this car and leave." Su Muer said.

Nangong Yaji did not answer her.

"What's wrong?" Su Muer was wondering if there was any problem with this car?

"Driving this car... OK, just drive this car." Nangong Yaji seemed to be talking to himself.

He walked past the black Mercedes-Benz, making people feel that the aura between Nangong Yaji and the car was very strange. However, Su Muer had already gotten into the car, and she couldn't see the look that Nangong Yaji showed when she looked at the car.

The eyes were full of murderous intent!

Nangong Yaji got into the car, and Su Muer turned her head and realized that something was wrong with Nangong Yaji.

When his hand was held on the steering wheel, she obviously saw Nangong Yaji's hand trembling slightly.

"What's wrong with Yaji?" Su Muer reached out and held Nangong Yaji's hand. His hand suddenly became cold.

The hand held by Su Muer subconsciously wanted to break free, but he finally suppressed the emotions hidden in his body. Nangong Yaji held Su Muer's hand backwards.

"This is a Mercedes-Benz that was produced about 20 years ago. I'm a little uncomfortable with driving this antique car for the first time."

Nangong Yaji was talking, and his lips were stained with an evil smile. He held Su Muer's warm hand, but his eyes looked forward were extremely cold.

"I heard from my mother that my father had been a driver for the Nangong family before. Yaji, have you ever seen my father before?"

A trace of turmoil appeared in Nangong Yaji's eyes, "Have your father been a driver of the Nangong family? I don't remember that there is a driver named Su in the Nangong family."

"Eh?" Su Muer was puzzled, "My father worked as a driver at the Nangong family before I was 6 years old."

"I didn't return to the Nangong family after I was 6 years old."

Su Muer expressed doubts again, "Yaji, haven't you lived in the Nangong family since you were a child?"

"No, I have lived with my mother since I was born, and later I was separated from my mother..."

Su Mu'er blinked, and a feeling of something wrong flashed and Nangong Yaji spoke again:

"Little Muyi~ I'll take you to meet my mother."
Chapter completed!