Lin Yixun slowly withdrew her thoughts, her brows furrowing suddenly in the next moment.
This was not the direction back to her apartment.
She turned her face to the man beside her and asked, "Mr. Feng, it seems like this way is a bit of a detour to the neighborhood where I live. How about we turn on navigation?"
Feng Chengyu was immersed in his work and had no intention of responding to her. After a long while, he closed his notebook with a "snap" and said expressionlessly, "Miss Lin, do you remember our initial agreement?"
Lin Yixun was stunned for a moment before understanding what he meant, and couldn't help but reply, "Of course, I remember."
Back then, she exchanged three tasks for three lives, so far, she had completed two.
"What does Mr. Feng want me to do?" Lin Yixun couldn't think of anything that someone of Feng Chengyu's identity, status, and power would still need her to do.
