Shen Bijun had arrived at the parking lot when Elder Shen was just about to get in the car.
Hearing the buzzing sound of the motorcycle, he turned his head to look, but at that moment, Shen Bijun happened to have her back to him.
The girl took off her helmet, shook her hair, and her tousled strands became smooth and manageable. Then, she neatly placed the helmet on the motorcycle.
It was only then that she turned her head and looked at Shen Yuansong.
She saw an elderly man with a head full of white hair, standing with his spine straight, watching her.
But the old man must not have rested well the night before, his complexion a bit puffy, a sign that his body wasn't in the best condition.
Yet for some reason, Shen Bijun felt that the old man looked somewhat familiar, inexplicably giving her a sense of kinship.
She was about to take a closer look when a voice suddenly came from beside her, "Shen Bijun, come here right now!"
