The cold wave swept in, and the temperature dropped sharply a few days ago, but today is a rare sunny day.
Qi Zeyan leaned against the car seat, sunlight refracting through the glass, warming him to the point of sleepiness. He just closed his eyes to rest when he heard a voice coming from the walkie-talkie next door.
[Captain, it looks like there's traffic ahead.]
Huo Qinqi pursed his lips: [How long is the estimated delay?]
[At least fifteen minutes for the whole team.]
Huo Qinqi adjusted the channel: [Everyone, switch to Plan 2.]
[Understood.]
...
Qi Zeyan was already dumbfounded, turning his head to look at Huo Qinqi, "You're just going to pick up a bride, yet you've prepared multiple plans?"
"Is there a problem?" Huo Qinqi turned to look at him, his expression seemed to say:
What a novelty.
No one can guarantee they won't face all sorts of problems along the way, so of course thorough preparations are needed.
