It often seems that no matter how soundly you sleep in a vehicle, once you are about to reach your destination—even a place you have never been to before—you can always wake up ahead of time. When Liu Chuanfeng woke up, he even patted her thigh, sat up straight, and stretched slightly.
"Are we there?"
"Mm."
Tang Wan frowned slightly. Having served as a pillow for so long, her leg had gone somewhat numb. She wanted to stretch her leg forward, but the moment she moved, a tingling wave of pins and needles struck straight to her soul as the blood circulation rushed back.
By this time, the car had driven into a sort of estate. Liu Chuanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly; these were the standalone old garden villas favored by wealthy people in Shanghai. After parking the car, Aunt Ping opened the door and left by herself.
Liu Chuanfeng noticed this was a small parking lot, holding five different luxury cars, every single one of which he wouldn't even have dared to buy back when his own business first succeeded.
He had already gotten out, but Tang Wan sat in the car for quite a while before coming out. Her very first words upon emerging were: "Accompany me out for a stroll."
Liu Chuanfeng seemed to have no right of refusal, as she had already started walking away. He felt somewhat helpless. Knowing they were going out again, why had she even bothered to drive the car back? Was it because parking in Shanghai was inconvenient?
Chapter 51