With that, he strode forward, grabbing Shi Nian's wrist and walked to the roadside to hail a cab.
A taxi slid over, and he opened the door for Shi Nian, protectively shielding her head. Shi Nian got in, reached out to close the door, and then bid farewell: "Thank you, Mr. Tang. Goodbye."
Tang Yanqing chuckled lightly, and before she finished speaking, he ducked and slipped into the back seat as well, then closed the door with a bang and sat upright with a slightly arrogant posture.
Shi Nian laughed helplessly, "Mr. Tang, what are you doing?"
Tang Yanqing only looked at the driver in the mirror: "Deep Valley Sanatorium, please."
Shi Nian was taken aback again, her eyes quietly slid over the rearview mirror, then she asked in a low voice: "Mr. Tang, what are you planning to do?"
"I'm going with you," he said matter-of-factly, tilting his head to look at her, his dark pupils glistening faintly with light, particularly captivating in the clear blue morning light.
