"I'll give you the car key. Do you want the key to my house as well?"
"Forget it, staying at your place would mean I have to clean for you, not as comfortable as staying at a hotel."
Jiang Chen accepted the car key.
"I'm leaving."
Fang Qing didn't insist. With her carry-on trolley in tow, she turned around with an air of nonchalance and walked into the airport.
Jiang Chen watched until Fang Qing's figure disappeared at the entrance, then he turned, walked to the roadside, got into the car and drove away.
There were no distinctly feminine decorations in the Maserati, its interior was refreshingly simple, much like Fang Qing's personality.
Jiang Chen drove around the city aimlessly, until something came to mind. At a red light, he activated the navigation and entered "Jiuding Group."
The navigation quickly displayed the route.
The red light turned green.