After Fu Chen brought Song Fengwan back, she had been playing with the dog until it was time for dinner.
"We're going to the same farmhouse restaurant we went to eat at last time. Pack your things and prepare to go out." Fu Chen's gaze swept across Fu Xinhan calmly.
Fu Xinhan's body stiffened. He ran out of the house and hid in his nest, not daring to come out again.
When Song Fengwan went out, she noticed that Fu Chen was holding his car keys. "Are you driving today?"
"Is there a problem?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.
Song Fengwan shook her head and followed him into a black car.
This car was an old model from many years ago. It was only a few hundred thousand yuan, but it was well maintained. The interior was also low-key yet luxurious. The string of jade copper coins hanging from the rearview mirror was of excellent quality. This car was probably not as valuable as this string of jade.
