Break His Legs

"I'm here to send you home. Isn't this such a nice surprise?" Qiao Mei looked at Xia He and said with a smile.

"When did you learn to drive? Xia Zhe is at ease with letting you drive such a big car alone? Where did you get this car? When did you come back, why didn't I know?" Xia He had many questions for Qiao Mei.

During this period of time, she had been busy with the art troupe's next performance. She also had to guide the newbies who just joined the art troupe. From time to time, Xia He also had to go to the factory to help Qian'e deal with all those messy matters at the factory. She was so busy that she did not have time to go back to Xu Lan's place, so she did not know much about Qiao Mei's recent news.

"Get in the car first. I'll tell you on the way," Qiao Mei said as she patted the front passenger seat.