97 Tortured Chauffeur

The chauffeur who had been specially appointed by Li Luxian for Chen Yi looked into the rearview mirror to see a reflection of a beautiful woman. A smile played over her lips as she steadily glanced out through the windshield with serene expressions. 

"Mam, are you waiting for someone?" He couldn't help but ask.

Chen Yi's face shifted back — a frown forming over her face. "No, why would you think so."

Perhaps because we have been waiting for the last ten minutes without you getting out of the damn car? 

He sighed. He wanted to tell her that as the wife of President Li, it was below her prestige to wait for someone. He had accompanied Madam Li Shanguaan. And other than the presumptuous Wang family, no one had ever dared to make her wait.

"You are right" Suddenly Chen Yi said. It did feel like she was waiting for someone. "It is such a waste. I shouldn't burn up my precious time waiting."

The chauffer was startled. Eh, did she hear his thoughts?