"If you want to keep driving that bread van around Yaocheng, then pretend I didn't buy the car." Yao Qing looked down at the spending information on her phone… Buying had been easy, now she only wanted to remain silent.
Ruan Qiu decisively hugged the steering wheel and refused to let go.
Once she got into the new car, she felt as though her entire being had been elevated.
After driving for a while, Yao Qing received a message on her phone.
[Yu Yanshen]: Are you out?
With just three simple words, Yao Qing's gaze lingered on them for a while before she looked away.
"Who sent you a message? Aren't you going to reply?" Ruan Qiu sneaked a glance at Yao Qing.
"The Double Eleven shopping festival is coming up, it's from a Taobao seller, sure you want me to reply?"
Ruan Qiu, "..."
She silently grumbled to herself that the expression on Yao Qing's face didn't look like someone reading a message from a Taobao seller.
