Ning Youguang was driving the car, already hovering around the entrance of the community for ten minutes, while Li Qing was confirming the lunch location through her earphones:
"How about Sichuan food?"
"Forget it, it's so hot, I'm already quite fired up, better not."
"How about pickled fish? No, I'm already feeling sour enough."
"…"
Several cars were parked in front, blocking the entrance, and none of them seemed to move for ages.
This gave her a little idle time to listen to Li Qing ramble on about useless stuff.
Three minutes later.
She finally saw the fleet of cars in front start to move, then said into the phone, "I'll get back to you later, you decide first, I'm okay with anything."
With that, she hung up the phone, ready to drive forward.
At that moment, someone tapped on the car window.
A young man dressed in designer runway fashion, wearing a baseball cap, stood outside her car, his features striking under the cap.
