Zhao Youlin thought that after sending Li Yan off, she would finally be able to catch her breath and buy some digestible things on the way to reward her stomach that had just been slightly abused.
However, it seemed that even the heavens would not permit her freedom. She had just sent away a troublesome person, and now an even more troublesome one came along.
Zhao Youlin and Zhao Youlin had just taken two steps back when they saw a black, high-end RV drive to their side.
Zhao Youlin frowned. She felt that the car had an indescribable sense of familiarity. Before she could figure out what it was, the rear window of the car rolled down.
At the same time, a familiar smiling face came into Zhao Youlin's sight. "Ms. Zhao, we meet again."
The smile on Zhao Youlin's face suddenly froze. After a long while, she sighed and said, "It seems that I really need to buy an almanac when I go back to study it."
