From a distance, she could see that striking red in the snowy ground. This car was his favorite, he had it shipped back as soon as he returned to the country. Most of his prize money from competitions was spent on cars; he was very extravagant with his money.
Seeing him leaning against the car smoking and acting cool, Gu Qimiao ran over with her drawing board on her back, glanced at him, and said, "Is your foot healed already?"
"Who cares, as long as I can press the gas pedal it’s fine. Get in the car."
Gu Qimiao circled the car while chiding him, "It’s so cold and you’re wearing so little, standing outside, aren’t you freezing!"
He extinguished the cigarette and tossed it into a nearby trash can, then said to her, "No vision! Anyone would think this is very handsome, alright?"
Gu Qimiao pouted and didn’t say anything. His narcissism no longer surprised her, but he was indeed quite good looking. While in Italy, many foreign girls had pursued him, and just now a few young girls had taken out their phones to take pictures, eyes full of admiration.
But to her, this face was something she saw every day, she was already aesthetically fatigued with it. Moreover, she couldn’t see anyone else in her eyes besides Shen Yanchen.
Gu Moming helped her stow away her drawing board and asked, "What do you want to eat today?"
Without even thinking, Gu Qimiao responded, "Spicy hotpot!" Evidently, she had already decided on this.
Gu Moming fastened her seatbelt and drove away. With her in the car, he drove relatively steadily.
"You can’t eat spicy food yet you keep clamoring for spicy hotpot."
"I want to eat it! It’s warming."
Gu Moming didn’t object, but after driving a short distance he started swearing, "What kind of road is this?! There’s no place to make a U-turn!"
Gu Qimiao laughed, "Just go around from there, that’ll work."
Passing by the traffic light near her workplace, it happened to trap him at a red light. He started swearing again, "Why install a traffic light in such a desolate place? Waiting forever!"
Gu Qimiao recalled her experiences here and said, "I think it’s pretty good, especially for people like you, driving recklessly all over the road!"
"That’s called skill, okay? Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand! There’s candy in the bag, take some and stuff your mouth!"
Gu Qimiao pouted, reached into his coat pocket, and there was indeed candy — her favorite brand of milk candy.
She unwrapped one and popped it into her mouth, filling it with a rich flavor.
After winding through Zihua Lane for a few minutes, they finally exited and arrived at a street full of tantalizing food scents. He found a garage to park the car, and they walked into the elevator side by side.
No one noticed the sleek iron-gray Ghost smoothly backing into a nearby parking spot.
The weather was oddly cold, yet the street was still bustling with friends and couples.
"Where should we eat?" Gu Qimiao hesitated as she looked at the food stores on the street.
"Wherever looks good." Gu Moming held her hand and stepped into a spicy hotpot restaurant.
As soon as they entered, the warmth and spicy scent hit them.
They found a window seat and sat down. The window was fogged up, blurring the view outside, so no one noticed the man in the black trench coat standing across the street.
Shen Yanchen’s brows were furrowed continuously as he scanned the surroundings. No wonder she was so thin, she always ate this junk food.
Through the foggy glass, only two blurry human figures could be seen, but it still gave a sense of them talking and laughing...
The snow was falling coldly, chilling to the heart.
"Hey... handsome." A shy female voice came from beside him, "Can I have your number? I’d like to get to know you."
Shen Yanchen withdrew his gaze, glanced at the bright-eyed girl, stepped back a bit to open up some distance, and said, "Sorry, I’m waiting for my girlfriend."
The girl left disappointed after hearing this.