"Brother Ziyi, where are we going? Do you want to drive?"
After leaving the hotel, Qin Qingqing called out to Mo Ziye, who was leading her towards the roadside.
She had driven here.
And he probably came to the hotel straight from the airport.
Wherever he was going, they could drive there.
"Where do you want to go?"
Mo Ziye suddenly turned around, his gaze deep as he stared at her.
Before she could react, he changed his mind and said, "I'll take you somewhere."
Since childhood, Mo Ziye had accompanied Qin Qingqing to the Imperial City at least once a year. He recognized the Qin Family's car.
Not only that, he was familiar with Qin Qingqing's parking habits.
Without her needing to tell him where the car was, he had already found it.
"Give me the keys."
This time, Qin Qingqing reacted quickly, immediately handing her bag to him.
Mo Ziye opened the rear door of the car, rather than the passenger seat or the driver's seat.
