Wen Ruan's heart skipped a beat as she said, "It's just having a meal and sitting for a while. There's nothing inconvenient, so let's go."
After speaking, she took the initiative to walk towards the passenger side of Tang Song's BMW 330.
Zhang Ziqi winked at Tang Song and also squeezed into the back seat.
Everyone got into the car one after another.
Wen Ruan switched on her phone and set up the navigation.
One black and one white, two BMW 3 Series cars started one after another, driving along the cement road of the residential complex towards the exit.
Wen Ruan turned her body and looked toward Tang Song in the driver's seat, "Thank you, little brother."
She was someone who valued familial relationships highly; she had a huge fight with her family yesterday, and it actually weighed heavily on her heart.
She also knew that Tang Song had come specifically to keep her company.
Tang Song smiled with pursed lips, "You're welcome, Zhuangzhuang."