Mu Yuze's pupils slightly contracted, then he slammed the door shut aggressively.
Zhou Miaomiao barely kept up, her little face turning pale with fright.
Seeing her, Mu Yuze didn't vent his anger, and said calmly, "Get in the car."
Zhou Miaomiao didn't dare to delay even a second, hurriedly climbed into the car, and sat next to Su Wanwan without daring to move.
Mu Yuze personally drove the car, almost as if venting his frustration, speeding recklessly!
But Su Wanwan was completely preoccupied at the moment and couldn't care less about his feelings; she was still repeatedly calling Mr. Feng, as if possessed.
"Take me to the studio." she suddenly spoke.
Mu Yuze gripped the steering wheel tightly, his expression turning thoroughly cold, "Su Wanwan, what do you mean?"
"I need to see Mr. Feng, I must see him to be at ease!" muttered Su Wanwan.
