Jun Ye had never expected it and followed up by barking, "Just focus on driving your car."
Teasing Jun Ye about needing luck was one thing; when he didn't buy into it, not even the Emperor himself would be given face. Gao Dashuai had some self-awareness of this fact but, just like the other two, was quite curious about what was inside the box Manman had given.
Cold fingertips lifted the lid of the jewelry box. This cardboard box, at a glance, was obviously a cheap, impromptu find, meant merely to house whatever was inside, unremarkable and thus leaving the contents a mystery. Yao Ye and Zhao Wensheng in the backseat both craned their necks in anticipation.
Upon lifting the lid, inside were two paper packages, each marked with a label written in ballpoint pen.
Manman's handwriting was standard small script, as elegant and clear as her person, yet the content of the words was somewhat childlike in tone.
