She shook her head: "The driver can take me."
Wan Donglin glanced at her, but she looked away. Soon, the driver brought the car around, and she quickly got in. In her haste, she forgot to say goodbye to Wan Donglin.
He watched her leave, standing in the same spot for a long, long time.
Yan Xixi got out of the car at the gate, and drove her white Mercedes.
On an early summer afternoon, the sun at three or four o'clock was scorching, and the temperature only dropped sharply when the car entered the long, tree-lined Mountain Road.
Yan Xixi opened the sunroof, enjoying the refreshing breeze. She let out a long sigh, suddenly noticing the sunlight dimming rapidly, as if it were about to rain. She immediately accelerated.
This was the largest cemetery area in the city.
She parked the car and took out two large bouquets of flowers.
