Su Ningyan was unsure which noodle shop in Ning City Feng Tianyou found particularly good?
She nodded, "Alright, Brother Feng, do you know where it is? Let Ah Bao take us there."
"I'll drive."
The driver switched from Ah Bao to Feng Tianyou. Su Ningyan watched as Feng Tianyou drove, apparently familiar with the traffic in Ning City.
She couldn't help but say, "Brother Feng, you seem to know Ning City very well."
Feng Tianyou smiled without saying anything, wondering if she could remember?
As the car passed the former Su's house, Su Ningyan couldn't help but look inside.
An elderly couple was taking a walk in front of the house. The Su's house had been sold to someone else five years ago.
Thinking of Su Guohua, Su Ningyan's heart still hurt. After all, he was her father.
When Su Ningyan came back to her senses, she found the car stopped outside a small alley.
The small alley wasn't big, so the car couldn't get in.
