There was sourness, envy, and also inferiority.
At this moment, Zhou Hao leaned toward her, affectionately nudging her shoulder, "Let's go, Zhenzhen, why are you daydreaming?"
"Oh, oh." Lin Yuzhen nodded with a blush, and got into the back seat of the car.
The black BMW X5 smoothly drove out of the underground garage and steadily parked by the roadside at North Gate.
The three got out of the car sequentially, standing by the roadside waiting.
Lin Yuzhen was holding a worn-out pink backpack, her head down, unconsciously kicking the ground with her toe.
Zhou Hao lit a cigarette, leaning casually and lazily against the door of the BMW X5.
He exhaled a smoke ring, his gaze sweeping over the backpack in Lin Yuzhen's hand, casually asking, "By the way, Zhenzhen, how did your sister get here?"
Lin Yuzhen hesitated for a moment and replied quietly, "I don't know, probably driving."
