Yue Tingfeng, Do You Have No Sense of Shame?

Helan Fangnian saw Yue Tingfeng toss his bag to the woman in the passenger seat. The woman did not respond. He wanted to see what she looked like but stopped himself, figuring that he was nosing into other people's business.

'Why so curious about the woman in the car? Yue Tingfeng already said that it was just a woman, not some future wife?' he thought to himself.

However, the woman must have meant something special to Yue Tingfeng.

Someone who could make Yue Tingfeng buy breakfast from the roadside stalls would, of course, piqued his curiosity.

Helan Fangnian shook his head. A smile was on his face as he turned away.

At the sound of the car engine rumbling into life, Yan Qingsi pulled off the blanket. "What took you so long?"

Yue Tingfeng answered casually, "Ran into a friend and chatted a bit."