Shen Meng was a bit surprised when she followed Yang Hui to his Mercedes-Benz E-Class.
'Driving a Mercedes E-Class at his age… he's definitely winning at life.'
He pulled open the car door, and the scent of cedarwood from the vehicle's fragrance system wafted out. It mixed with the perfume from her hair, mingling in the enclosed space. On the center console, a quartz clock reflected the faint blue glow of the instrument panel.
Shen Meng sat in the passenger seat, and Yang Hui reached over to help her fasten her seatbelt.
"I can get it myself, thanks!"
His phone buzzed with a message. He opened it and saw it was from Liu Shasha. 'This girl must be getting antsy.'
It was a voice message. While fastening his seatbelt, he tried to convert it to text, but he accidentally pressed too hard and played it out loud.
And at that moment, his phone had already connected to the car's Bluetooth.
"Yang Dingtian, President Yang, I've been waiting for you."
