Nowadays, Li Zhiyan has quite a bit of savings, so taking a taxi isn't a big deal. However, both taxis and ride-share cars often have unpleasant odors.
This made Li Zhiyan feel rather uncomfortable.
But the sensation of wind brushing past him on his electric bike gave him a real sense of freedom.
He Yanrong was carrying a bag filled with Li Zhiyan's clothes. She had already decided to change into them once she got home, because they were imbued with his scent. Wearing them felt as if the two of them were melded together as one.
"Xiao Yan."
"You don't have work the day after tomorrow, do you?"
"No, I don't."
"Well, since you're off work…"
"Go to Century Palace and teach Aunt Rong some Go. Put the theory into practice."
"Before, you only talked about theoretical knowledge with Aunt Rong. It's time to apply it."
"Alright, Aunt Rong. I'll definitely go."
"Xiao Yan, about what happened yesterday, I really want to thank you."
