This wasn't right, was it?
"Uncle?"
When Lin Li stubbornly called out again, only to see Chen Zhongping's expression turn serious once more before he looked at him—possibly even shooting him a glare—Lin Li understood.
The Chen Family must have inherited the intangible cultural heritage of face-changing.
But it was perfectly understandable. He had brought this on himself. He couldn't blame Old Chen; it would be a miracle if the man had a good attitude toward him.
Since he was being "targeted," Lin Li behaved himself for the rest of the ride, scrolling through his phone and only occasionally responding when the two girls in the back spoke to him.
Every time he spoke, Lin Li could feel a gaze coming from the front seats.
All those flirtatious lines had no choice but to be swallowed back down.
Next time he acted like an idiot, he had to make sure of his surroundings first. Lin Li regretted that long sentence from earlier once again.
Bai Bufan's home was quite far away. More than half an hour later, the car finally arrived at the entrance to his apartment building.
"Lin Li: @Bai Bufan, we're downstairs. Where are you?"
Not seeing anyone on the first floor, Lin Li sent a message in the group chat.
"Bai Bufan: Didn't you say ten minutes? How are you already here? I'm packing up. Wait for me."
"Chen Yuying: It's okay, no rush. Take your time."
Chen Yuying probably didn't like making people wait, so she always gave a later-than-expected arrival time. She had done the same when they arrived at Lin Li's house earlier.
"I'll go up and hurry him along."
After the car came to a stop, Lin Li felt that Chen Zhongping, no longer needing to watch the road, was outright staring at