Night fell over the south gate of the Yangcheng First-class Villa District.
Sun Zhe, dressed casually, stepped out of the main entrance and immediately spotted a Panamera with its hazard lights flashing. It was Leng Yueshuang's car. Even from a distance, he could make out the alluring silhouette of her full figure through the windshield. He walked over, opened the door, and plopped into the passenger seat.
Inside the car, Leng Yueshuang stared calmly at the windshield, not even glancing at him. "Where to?" she asked expressionlessly.
Sun Zhe was taken aback, feeling as if his heart had just skipped a beat. He slowly turned his head to look at Leng Yueshuang with an incredulous expression. "You're the one who asked me out, and now you're asking me where to go?"
Leng Yueshuang remained silent and suddenly leaned over toward him.
