Jiang Li certainly wouldn't pass up the opportunity of having a ready-made driver, so she walked over and got into the car.
Inside, the air conditioner seemed to have already been turned on, its warmth chasing away all the chill instantly.
When Zhao Lang started the car, Jiang Li then asked, "How did you know I was here?"
"Yu Li told me," Zhao Lang said. "He came over to my house tonight to take my grandfather's pulse."
Jiang Li nodded, thinking to herself that Yu Li was really a blabbermouth.
Zhao Lang glanced at her and turned down the temperature in the car.
"You can sleep for a bit, it's still more than half an hour before we reach your house."
After a whole day of hustle, Jiang Li was indeed tired.
Zhao Lang's car also had a faint scent of herbs, which was very comforting, and soon she had fallen asleep.
The next time she woke up, they were already at the Jiang family's doorstep.
She gazed at the street lights still glowing outside in confusion.
