Rich People Problems

Ma Min rolled down the windows and smoothly drived to the getting less crowded streets.

Feng Xuan had been quiet and only spoke when Ma Min missed a turn that would bring her closer to home. "Where are you taking me?"

"I think a drink or two will help."

Feng Xuan didn't protest. She would really rather flood her head with alcohol than go home. She didn't want to go to the quiet now that her mind was filled with other things.

"Will your husband try to find you?"

She shook her head.

"No, what I meant was, is he going to send some helicopter and shine us with those stupid spotlights and get us on the news saying that I kidnapped you?"

Feng Xuan looked at her lap. She appreciated Ma Min's effort to lighten the situation that she was in but there was nothing that could make her smile at the moment. "No. He's not going to do that."

"Okay," the other woman said. Ma Min slowed down near a convenience store.