Qin Wang looked at her for a while and finally nodded.
Once she had made a decision, no matter how much he talked, he couldn't change it.
Her gaze caught a familiar license plate on a car slowly exiting the underground parking lot. Glancing down at the flurry of urgent messages bombarding her phone, Song Yan took a deep breath and raised her hand to flag down the Lamborghini.
The car indeed stopped in front of her.
She expertly opened the door and got inside, looking straight ahead, she said, "Mr. Gu, please take me to 99 Jiyu Road."
The person beside her didn't speak.
But two seconds later, he started the car.
Song Yan let out a sigh of relief.
She had actually been prepared mentally.
He might have disregarded her or even kicked her out of the car.
But, in the end, he didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, and just started driving.
Eventually, she still had to ask him for help.
