When Zhan Yan stepped on her high heels and arrogantly walked past him, Ji Weiyang suddenly stood up and grabbed onto her arm, "Since Gao Yuxuan is not worthy for you to lower your head to, there will always be someone who is worthy for you to lower your head to."
He pulled Zhan Yan inside the garage and then unhesitatingly put her in the front passenger seat. The dark green Land Rover broke through the dawn and sped down the mountain.
The weather in S City was humid, and a layer of mist covered the winter morning. Ji Weiyang's car stopped near Zhan Yan's residence. Because it was still early, the streets were deserted except for the sanitation workers, who were sweeping the streets with big brooms.