An Ning glanced at her short hair in the mirror, imagining what she would look like with long hair.
She hadn't wore her hair long ever since she turned seventeen, the image of herself with long hair had become unclear.
But she did wish to grow her hair long for the uncle once more.
...
An Ning didn't know where Yu Jingchen was going, and she didn't ask.
With one hand on the steering wheel, Yu Jingchen lifted her hair strands with the other, lightly touching her lustrous earlobe. "You don't even ask where I'm taking you, just come out with me without worrying I might sell you off," he said.
"Mm, if I can't even trust uncle, then there is no one in this world worthy of my trust. Of course, if uncle really did sell me, I would definitely help uncle count the money," An Ning joked.
"That's not bad," Yu Jingchen laughed.
At first, An Ning truly didn't know where uncle was taking her, but as the route became clearer.
They were getting closer and closer to her family's villa.