The book was extremely heavy, and Meng Xiao thought she wouldn't be able to carry it home herself. Being in a villa district, there were no taxis, so she had no choice but to ride home in Yang Yi's car.
Yang Yi turned on the car's overhead light and helped Meng Xiao put the book in the back seat.
But Meng Xiao did not let the book be put in the back. She opened it up on the passenger seat, marveling at the high definition artwork hiding within. The details and cracks in the paintings were captured all too clearly, with contemporary art critics providing insightful analysis.
The book was quite professional, and the average person would hardly find it interesting to read.
"Xiaoxiao, don't read while we're driving, it can make you dizzy." Yang Yi was delighted that Meng Xiao was so engrossed in the book and gently reminded her not to read while they were on the move.
Meng Xiao ignored him, her interest in the book far too engrossing.