The taxi driver uncle chuckled happily, "After being away for a few years, you still have good friends to welcome you back. That's nice."
"Yeah, I think that's pretty nice too," Bella nodded.
"You know, miss, I feel like you look a bit familiar," the taxi driver suddenly remarked.
Bella was taken aback. Could it be that she was recognized? It shouldn't be.
She remained calm on the surface, "I must have a common face."
"Haha, you're really modest. If you looked common, no one would bother with cosmetic surgery," the taxi driver thought carefully but still couldn't recall where he had seen her.
To avoid being truly recognized, Bella smiled and didn't continue the conversation.
After over twenty minutes of traffic jam, the taxi finally slowly exited the second ring viaduct.
Bella paid for the taxi and got out, taking out her phone to call Archer Quinn.
