Just as they drove onto Southern City Boulevard, the traffic began to get dense.
Looking around, there were luxury cars everywhere.
Among the Ferraris, Porsches, Mercedes, and BMWs, the pickup truck seemed distinctly out of place.
Jiang Yanchi turned his head and looked at Ye Wan in the driver's seat, whose entire demeanor was vastly different from the daytime, feeling a subtle thrill of excitement.
Daytime Ye Wan was an enchanting celebrity off stage, but on stage, she was the gentle and sweet Sang Xi.
At night, Ye Wan, just like her WeChat name, was Sister Wan, the Boss of Malan Mountain, both fierce and wild.
"Sister Wan, don't worry, I won't cause any more trouble for you."
As they neared their destination, Jiang Yanchi promised, "Whatever you want me to do, I'll do. Otherwise, I won't even steal a glance."
"Good."
Ye Wan nodded with a smile.
With a beautiful drift, she parked the pickup in the narrow space between a Rolls-Royce and a Ferrari.
A dizzy Jiang Yanchi: ...
