Fortunately, it was 2008, and not many people owned private cars. After a two-hour drive, Li Yuan finally arrived in Sucheng. As the top prefecture-level city in Huaxia, Sucheng was massive.
Gazing at the endless rows of skyscrapers, Li Yuan pulled the car over. The phone line to Zhong Tingyue had been open the entire trip, though she hadn't made a sound. He spoke into the phone, "Little Moon, I've arrived in Sucheng. Tell me where you are. I want to see you."
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On the other end of the line, Zhong Tingyue sat blankly on the balcony, listening to the voice coming from her phone. A sudden mix of nervousness, anticipation, a surge of warmth, and an inexplicable heartache rose within her, only for her to mercilessly crush the feeling. As she listened to Li Yuan's repeated questions, a hint of life returned to her eyes. She still couldn't bring herself to cut ties with Li Yuan completely.
She spoke softly, "Nanshan District, Duhui Xingchen Residential Area."
