The black Bentley raced down the asphalt road, its sleek body cutting through the air.
Ye Liangyan's fingers quietly hooked into the palm of the man's hand and when he turned to look at her, she asked softly, "Where are we going?"
Jiang Yutang glanced at her, his lips curving gently, then said to the driver, Elder Zhou, "Uncle Zhou, take a right turn up ahead, to Wensheng Avenue."
Ye Liangyan looked at him curiously.
That was a commercial street, why head there?
Jiang Yutang just smiled mysteriously and didn't clear up her confusion.
About ten minutes later, the car came to a stop.
They both opened the car doors and got out.
Ye Liangyan offered Jiang Yutang his cane, but he didn't take it, instead, he took hold of her hand, "I'm fine with your support! Come with me."
"Don't overdo it! Your leg isn't healed yet!" Ye Liangyan slightly disagreed.