Actually, from the time he was young, he didn't really know what a home was? He had countless properties, but which among them could be called his home?
"What's the matter?" Qin Yin leaned out of the car to ask.
Nan Sichen lowered his eyes, a smile tugging at his lips, as he opened the car door and got in.
Sitting in the co-pilot seat, he quietly murmured, "Let's go home."
Qin Yin started the car with a beaming smile, driving wildly all the way.
However, Nan Sichen's apartment was located in a bustling part of Jiang City, and while passing a traffic light, police stopped her to check for drunk driving.
Qin Yin looked rather dazed, and asked with a whiff of her breath, "Uh oh, can they smell the alcohol on me?"
Nan Sichen just nodded his head, causing Qin Yin to bite her lower lip, "What should we do then?"
As Nan Sichen looked at the police officers, he had initially thought of using his status to get off the hook, but Qin Yin suddenly declared, "Damn it, hold on tight."
