In springtime, the flowering trees planted along the roads of the Upper City District were in full bloom, their delicate petals trembling in the warm breeze.
Every year at this time, the news media would take photos and promote them with great fanfare, calling it a paradise on earth and a testament to the Empire's success in combating pollution.
But inside the spacious flying vehicle, Jiang Qingli was in no mood to appreciate the scenery. She felt utterly restless.
'She really couldn't understand why, in such a spacious flying vehicle, two men insisted on squeezing in next to her!'
When the door had opened a moment ago, Baili Jing was sitting in the back seat with a smile, beckoning her to get in.
The other seats in the flying vehicle, including the front passenger seat, were all piled high with gift boxes. The only available spot was the one next to Baili Jing.
Jiang Qingli had no choice but to sit next to Baili Jing.
