Jiang Ning calmly accepted Xue Chuchu's salvation.
Then he let her return to the village.
He carried the black bag and waited outside the town residents' activity center. He hadn't given the money to Xue Chuchu. It wasn't safe for such a little girl to carry that much money, so he would hold onto it for her.
Before two minutes had passed, a rugged white G-Wagon pulled up in front of him.
Through the windshield, Jiang Ning saw Ding Shuyan's face, as though carved from jade.
Jiang Ning opened the door, tossed the backpack into the back seat, then swept his Spiritual Sense toward the girl in the black dress behind the wheel. Her sitting posture was beautiful, her slender waist wrapped in dress fabric like a willow branch in early spring.
A slanting ray of daylight shone through the window, falling into the hollow of her waist. Lower down, though, she was full again, flowing along the curve of her hips.
Ding Shuyan's unique Six Senses were triggered, and a sudden tremor rose from deep within her body.
Jiang Ning abruptly noticed her reaction and realized that this girl's constitution was quite unusual.
I still need to cultivate diligently!
Without changing expression, he withdrew his Spiritual Sense and teased, "Dressed all in black and not even wearing a seat belt. Are you running a black cab?"
Ding Shuyan tapped the phone mounted on the stand, making it emit the mechanical voice, "Now accepting orders."
"I can be," she said.
Hearing that familiar robotic voice, Jiang Ning suddenly felt a little carsick.
Right. It was 2015. Didi and Kuaidi had been fighting for months and burned through billions of dollars before merging just two months ago.
The timeline was drawing closer and closer to when he had left Earth. Yet