The sky was dark and the moon was bright.
The street lamps on both sides of the road cast a cold white light.
The cars on the road were scattered.
At this time, it was already past the rush hour.
Some roadside stalls selling snacks had even closed.
On this slightly mottled cement road.
Two cars were driving side by side.
One was an ordinary-looking, old-fashioned orange taxi.
The other was a Maybach with a shiny paint that smelled like money.
The old taxi driver looked at the Maybach beside him and couldn't help but be envious.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to afford this car even if I drive it for my entire life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Mo's calm voice came from behind him."
"Uncle, stop by the side."
"Aren't you going to Furong District? We're only halfway there."
"I suddenly remembered that I have something to do. Let's stop at the entrance of the alley in front."
The taxi slowly stopped by the side.
