"Okay, then I'll drive you," he quickly started the car.
The garden at Yati's had not changed, but the vacant lot next to it was now enclosed, with sand trucks and concrete mixers coming and going incessantly; it seemed that a house was being built.
When Yati saw Leng Chenxuan enter, her face turned ashen, "You bastard, you're really building a factory next door!" Dressed in a black tank top and blue shorts, Yati pounced on him, seizing Leng Chenxuan by the collar as if ready to fight him to the end.
But Leng Chenxuan was calm and collected, gently prying away Yati's small hands, and lightly laughed, "Where's Wells? Missing work for so long will lead to a dock in pay..."
"That bastard Wells went back to America two days ago... Eh, Qianxue? When did you come back?" She belatedly noticed the slender woman beside Leng Chenxuan.
Qianxue smiled, "Just got back."
