Meng Si'an admired his shameless resilience: "Don't worry, I would never show up empty-handed and still act all righteous like you. If I ever forgot to bring you a gift, I just wouldn't tell you I was back at all..."
The two of them chatted idly for a while. Yan Fei didn't ask if Meng Si'an's beef shop was ready yet; it was still early, no need to rush. Besides, if Meng Si'an couldn't even set up a shop, then all those years he lived in the Capital were for nothing.
Then Yan Fei called his wife, talking all the way to the highway entrance. A highway patrol officer in uniform spotted his one-hand-on-the-phone, one-hand-on-the-wheel maneuver and repeatedly gestured for him to pay attention.
