Supporting The Atmosphere

With a kitten in the car, Jing Yao and the others suddenly didn't want to sit in the front. They all squeezed in the back to play with the kitten.

Zhu Ling sat in the front and drove alone, speechless and helpless.

It happened to be rush hour at this time, and the traffic was extremely congested. It was originally a 40-minute drive, but it took an hour and a half to reach their destination.

Zhu Ling drove the car to the door.

There were so many people today that there was no room in the yard. Jing Yao said, "Lingling, let's park the car in the basement."

Zhu Ling did not reply to her immediately. Instead, she looked at Shen Zhao and Yan Huan.

After exchanging a look with the two of them, she said, "Get out of the car first. I'll park the car."

Yan Huan and Shen Zhao nodded in agreement. Jing Yao turned around and looked at the trunk. They had bought a lot today.