Fang Manting's heart skipped a beat when she heard this.
She only felt her body go weak at the moment, as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
The night market, that was a place beloved by ordinary people.
Lively was an understatement, and it was filled with all kinds of street food.
Just find a spot to sit, have some barbecue and drink some beer, and you could turn a hard day into a comfortable one indeed.
Fang Manting had never been to such a place.
After all, being an aristocrat like herself, it was quite rare even to dine at an ordinary restaurant, let alone a night market.
The night market, with its mix of all sorts, was a place she had absolutely no desire to visit.
Just thinking about those plastic chairs that anyone could sit on, probably covered in grease and germs, made her uncomfortable.
Ye Fei pulled the car over to the side of the road and parked in a spot.
He glared at Fang Manting as she got out of the car and immediately waved her over.
