As the sun set, Jiangning once again reached its evening rush hour.
On the road, vehicles gradually came to a halt, with each traffic light letting through a certain number of cars.
Like fresh blood, they circulated towards all directions of the city.
Standing by the roadside beneath the offices of the Ning Group, Ning Mengyao waited.
She had just received a call from Lin Fan, saying that he wanted to go on a date tonight, but he might have to wait a while because of the traffic jam, so she let the driver go ahead and stood there, like a girl in the throes of love, awaiting her sweetheart.
As she waited eagerly, a luxury sedan slowly stopped in front of her.
With the car door opening, a middle-aged man in a crisp suit stepped out, holding a bouquet of flowers.
Ning Mengyao glanced at the scene instinctively but didn't think much of it.
After all, she didn't know this man; perhaps he was also waiting for his girlfriend.
