It was not until the car reached Antique Street that Su Meng woke up slowly. She looked around in confusion. It seemed that she had fallen asleep.
Su Meng regained her consciousness after a while. She saw the familiar scenery outside the window and said, "Okay, you can stop here. We can walk the rest of the way."
Wei Ting didn't say anything. The driver didn't dare to stop the car without instructions from Wei Ting. He could only pretend not to hear it and continue driving.
Su Meng raised her eyebrows. She thought that Wei Ting didn't want to talk to her, so she didn't speak anymore.
That's right. She wasn't Wei Xue. If she and Wei Ting hadn't gone through thick and thin together on the mountain, Wei Ting might not have sent her back. After all, in the eyes of Wei Ting, he loathed her very much.
The car fell into silence again. After a moment, they finally arrived at the entrance of the antique shop.
