The taxi followed the bus all the way to a shopping mall. Sheng Jianan watched Tang Yanqi get out of the car and wait at the entrance for about ten minutes. Three girls walked towards her.
Squinting his eyes, Sheng Jianan recognized one of them, seemingly Tang Yanqi's roommate.
Watching Tang Yanqi and her roommates walk into the mall, Sheng Jianan frowned – wasn't the plan to have a meal? Why come to the mall? Could it be they need to change into nice clothes before meeting someone?
"Sir, will you continue driving?"
The driver's words broke Sheng Jianan's train of thought. Young Master Sheng, with a displeased face, took a stack of bills from his wallet and handed them to the driver: "Wait here."
The driver glanced at the stack of bills, which was at least two thousand. He immediately curbed any trace of impatience. For drivers, wealthy customers are like patrons; as long as they're paid, waiting is no issue, even if it involves circling the city a few times.
