Spring and Autumn Plaza.
Jiang Chen walked with an erratic gait, and to the uninformed, he might be mistaken for an elderly man on his last legs.
"Beep..."
A horn sounded from behind.
Jiang Chen made way, but his slow movements, had they been on a busy street, would probably be seen as a blatant attempt at insurance fraud.
However, the car behind politely came to a stop.
It was a fiery red BMW M8.
Dazzlingly luxurious.
Jiang Chen turned his head to look and found the car somewhat familiar.
An unexpected encounter.
Or rather, an unexpected meeting.
A man and a car came to a face-off.
Finally, the door of the M8 opened.
The female driver got out.
Jiang Chen was surprised.
"When did you come back?" he asked.
"A couple of days ago."
The woman getting out of the car was wearing sunglasses, which couldn't hide her stunning beauty, "You... are you injured?"
"No."
Jiang Chen shook his head awkwardly.
