Evening.
Shanbei Province.
Under Dong Xuebin's heart-in-the-mouth state for the entire day, Fang Wenping finally drove the car over. The vehicle charged straight into the provincial capital without a single hitch of hesitation. It was just that Dong Xuebin suffered quite a bit; he originally wanted to catch up on some sleep, but in the end, he didn't dare close his eyes even once the entire way.
It was already dark.
However, the time wasn't late yet, and there were many people on the road.
Actually, judging by Fang Wenping's speed, they should have arrived at the provincial capital much earlier in the afternoon. However, Fang Wenping took a few extra exits and drove around this area, truly treating the place like a sightseeing trip. This delayed a tremendous amount of time and also jolted Dong Xuebin dizzy enough, nearly making him carsick. Sigh, there's just no talking sense into her anymore. Dong Xuebin also knew what kind of person Fang Wenping was—even if he spoke up, Fang Wenping wouldn't listen.
They finally arrived.
He could finally get some good rest.
Dong Xuebin glanced a few times at the local humanistic environment and urban construction here, noticing that it was still different from what he had in his impression—it wasn't that prosperous, and in the distance, tall mountains could still be seen. The only thing that made him relatively fond of it was that this was an ancient capital; the cultural atmosphere and architectural style were quite decent, which really suited Dong Xuebin's appetite. This probably had something to do with him being born in the Capital City. Dong Xuebin's growing-up environment had always been like this; he liked the cultural atmosphere of the Capital City and liked some domestic things. As for international metropolises like Shanghai and Shenzhen, Dong