The driver drove in silence, weaving through the backstreets of West Suburb Second Road in Lanjing City. They passed vegetable stalls, and after navigating an extremely narrow stretch of road, the view suddenly opened up.
The silver rims of the understatedly luxurious Maybach spun. Chen Yuan, sitting inside, found the ride perfectly smooth, without the slightest bump.
Along the way, plenty of other cars gave way, terrified of scratching it.
Some young people's eyes lit up as they gazed at the car with envy and aspiration.
Of course, Chen Yuan was ecstatic. The issue that had troubled him for so long was finally resolved, and he couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from turning up in a smile.
He occasionally picked up his phone, thinking of messaging Yaoyao, but then decided it would be better to tell her in person. He put it down again.
He lowered the car window, looking outside as the gentle evening breeze brushed against his face.
Jiang Zhengfeng observed his every move.
