Jiang Xiaobai saw the woman sitting in the car, and instinctively moved aside, using the wall to shield his body.
The one sitting in the car was Chen Meijia. He had already seen Chen Meijia, and this woman was vastly different from when he left four years ago. Although it was just a fleeting glance, Jiang Xiaobai could sense the calmness and restraint that Chen Meijia now exuded from the inside out. A mature woman is more attractive and more beautiful, and the beauty he saw in Chen Meijia was different from four years ago.
The car's front had already passed through the neighborhood gate but suddenly stopped, and then the sleek body retreated back through the gate. The window slowly rolled down, and Chen Meijia's face emerged. She looked around as if searching for something, but eventually showed a disappointed expression.
"Lao Ding, let's go."
Chen Meijia rolled up the window, and the Rolls Royce drove into the neighborhood.
