After dinner, she planned to drive to Shichahai for a breezy evening ride.
Hardly had she gotten on the expressway when Mr. Chen called to ask where she was.
Distracted, Liang Weining missed the navigation prompt and turned onto a detour leading to the suburbs, muttering annoyedly to herself.
The man chuckled softly.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
The scenery on both sides slowly receded, and with no place to turn around, she had no choice but to continue driving forward, stiff-necked.
She said, "I got distracted and took a wrong turn."
Chen Jingyuan glanced at his watch, noting the time was exactly seven o'clock.
His deep voice came through the phone, advising, "Don't go too far, head home early, stay safe."
Yeah.
"You hang up first, I can't do it right now."
After all, it was her first time driving around the confusing Beijing ring roads, which were dense enough to make one dizzy, and a single moment of inattention could mean a cascading series of mistakes.
