Although Fang Zheng indeed thought this way, but…
"I really didn't expect it to be Valentine's Day already…"
Driving through the snow-covered mountain roads, Fang Zheng's expression remained unusually calm. Yes, that's right, wasn't it a summer night before sleeping yesterday, and waking up today to find a winter scene clothed in silver? He's already used to it. Time is meaningless, as is the existence of seasons. Basically, you have to live today well, forget yesterday, and don't worry about tomorrow… otherwise, you'll be ready to eat jujube pills.
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Fang Zheng."
Sitting in the back seat, Ran also clasped her hands together in greeting to Fang Zheng.
"Still troubling you to drive us to…"
"It's okay, Mira is going as well."
