1100 Little Qi's Side 87

Thinking of the motorcycle that she had thrown away, Little Qi shook her head. "I'm not going. I threw away the bike."

He Yanzhi was speechless. He started the car and took Little Qi to the place where the two of them often dated five years ago. The narrow road that they used to walk on had now become wide.

"The motorcycle is still there, but the road is different," He Yanzhi said calmly. "It seems that if I want to make my wife happy, I have to find another way. In that case, do you want to have dinner with me?"

"Aren't you a big shot? Why are you asking me?" Little Qi looked like she was waiting to be dominated.

He Yanzhi looked at Little Qi from the rearview mirror and smiled silently. Then, he took her back to the hotel and entered the parking lot.

Little Qi did not expect that after getting out of the car, she would actually see the motorcycle that she had just left at the hotel a few days ago.

"You... saw me?"