Chapter 35: The Trigger Mechanism of Desire Gold

In the backseat of the Rolls-Royce Ghost.

Jiang Mo quietly leaned back in the soft seat, gazing up at the starry-sky ceiling above.

The hazy colors reflected in her equally blurred eyes, and suddenly, Jiang Mo remembered a popular online slogan:

"Galaxies burn fiercely, you are the ideal of this world."

In terms of grammar, this sentence was nonsense.

But what Jiang Mo considered was, was what she currently receiving a sort of alternative "galaxy" and "ideal"?

Jiang Mo felt an inexplicable urge to laugh; she thought her mind was not functioning normally—no, to be precise, since she really went downstairs and got into this car, she had already been abnormal.

She wasn't clear why Zhou Wang had such a precise knowledge of her whereabouts, even knowing many details, but it seemed that none of that mattered anymore.

She hadn't even accepted the transfer yet, but by getting into this car, it was no longer an explicit rejection.