C189 Frontage

After leaving Sifaang Pavilion's door, the sky gradually darkened, and the lamps on the road began to light up one after another. They walked all the way to the parking lot and got into the car.

In the car, Mu Nanyan slowly grasped the steering wheel and followed the flow of traffic. It was the peak hour for getting off work, and the road was very congested as there was a long line of cars