Yun Xiangxiang buried her face into Song Mian's back. She was worried that she might come across someone familiar. This was where she grew up after all.
She led the way through some shortcuts and arrived at their destination after half an hour.
They were only released by the gate's guard after Song Mian's identity of a homeowner was verified.
"How did you get from the airport to my house?" Yun Xiangxiang only remembered to ask him about that then.
"I had my chauffeur pick me up," Song Mian answered.
"What about the driver?"
"It's the New Year. I had him go back home.
Yun Xiangxiang: ...
You asked him to pick you up so early in the morning of New Year's first day, and then you asked him to go back right after he sent you to my home. Yun Xiangxiang felt that Song Mian did it on purpose.
