"Yeah." Wen Yan said, "Yuan'er left her bag there last time, I'll go get it for her tomorrow."
By the side, Gong Xuan listened to Wen Yan's words, and he was quite happy.
Because Wen Yan was still willing to go to South Bay, even willing to bring friends there.
So, he said, "It's pretty convenient to go to South Bay from here. I'll take you now to get it so you don't have to make a special trip tomorrow."
Wen Yan, hearing Gong Xuan's suggestion and considering the convenience, as it was just a press of the gas pedal away, then said, "That works, let's go get it now."
After all, they were already out and about.
Wen Yan agreed to this, and Gong Xuan drove to South Bay.
More than twenty minutes later, the car stopped in the underground parking lot, and a wave of familiar scent washed over them.
For a moment, Gong Xuan was filled with a multitude of emotions.
He never thought that one day he would be able to come to South Bay with Wen Yan again.
