Xiang Linghao still held the car door, preventing her from opening it.
"Xiang Lan, let's talk. You've avoided me for seven years, and I've played along by staying out of sight for seven years. Now, don't refuse me."
Xue Xianglan slightly raised an eyebrow, "Did I say no?"
This time it was Xiang Linghao who was baffled, "What?"
"Even if I agree to have dinner with you, you still need to let me drive my own car, right? Or do you want me to leave it here?"
Hmm? Is that all it means?
"You're agreeing?"
Xue Xianglan nodded, "I also think we should have a good talk."
Xiang Linghao was delighted, and with a relieved smile, he quickly let go of his hand, "Sorry, sorry."
Xue Xianglan opened the car door, "Decide where to go yourself. You lead the way, and I'll follow."
"Okay." Xiang Linghao agreed happily, then immediately turned around and got into his own car, starting it up first.
Xue Xianglan, as she said, followed behind his car, neither too fast nor too slow.
