In the car, Wei Anning was dying of curiosity, her heart scratched as if by a cat's claw, itchingly unbearable. "Leng Youchen, where on earth are you taking me?"
The man pretended to be mysterious, "As the Buddha says, 'The secrets of heaven must not be revealed.'"
"So annoying!" Wei Anning turned her head to look out at the succession of towering skyscrapers through the car window, puffing her cheeks in annoyance. Who could be so bad?
Leng Youchen curved his lips into a smile, watching her with a gaze profound and inscrutable.
An hour later, the car stopped in front of a high school. Wei Anning turned around in surprise, looking at Leng Youchen, "Leng Youchen, why did you bring me here?"
"To relive our school days, let's get out of the car." Leng Youchen had an unfathomably deep smile, as he opened the car door and got out. The butler took a wheelchair from the trunk, unfolded it, and helped him to sit down.
