Zhang Xiaomeng replied, "Isn't this me helping Uncle Wang with something? I didn't notice you calling for a moment."
Wang Yuyan hummed twice, looking very skeptical, but then her voice softened, "Forget it, I won't argue with you."
"I'm coming to pick you up. I'll take you to a place."
"Alright." Zhang Xiaomeng agreed without even thinking.
Before long, Wang Yuyan arrived in a sports car, a '92 commemorative edition Ferrari, with a classic design and a wine-red color that was truly dazzling.
Zhang Xiaomeng got into the car, and the feeling of this luxury vehicle was certainly unique, especially the convertible. In the heat of summer, as the speed picked up, one could quickly feel a cool breeze.
"We're going to visit my grandparents, maternal grandfather and grandmother," Wang Yuyan said with a tinge of sadness.
At first, Zhang Xiaomeng thought that Wang Yuyan's maternal relatives had some health issues or that she just wanted to see him for no particular reason.