The SUV parked by the roadside was the one they had found earlier, and Mo Shangjun remembered the license plate.
As she approached, Mo Shangjun saw Ya Tianxing sitting in the driver's seat.
His elbow rested on the car window, his head slightly protruding, revealing a pair of sharp eyes under the brim of his hat, his gaze never straying from the moment Mo Shangjun appeared at the cafeteria door.
Seeing her approach, Ya Tianxing curled his lips and said, "Get in."
Pausing briefly, Mo Shangjun went to the other side, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat.
She didn't rush to fasten her seatbelt. After rolling the window down completely, she tilted her head slightly to look at Ya Tianxing sitting beside her.
Elegant, handsome, dignified.
Some people appear in front of you, always flawless, they look perfect.
