Today, Fang Bing had planned to drive her own car to Longhui City, but just as she was about to leave, her car was rear-ended right at the entrance of the residential complex. Although it was entirely the other driver's fault, her taillight was broken, and the car was temporarily undrivable. She had no choice but to have Liang Jingxian drive the van there instead.
Fang Bing had considered temporarily renting a car, because to a certain extent, a car also represents one's face, but Liang Jingxian didn't care at all and suggested that if they saw anything good in Longhui, they could bring it back with them since the van had more space and was more suitable.
Moreover, Happy Little Kitchen was well-known, and even people from Longhui City had heard of it. It was obvious that they had reached a point where they didn't need a car to maintain their reputation.
"Ms. Bing, you look really beautiful today!"