Evening quickly arrived. The edge of the horizon carried a faint red tint, and a sun blurred scarlet by winter mist slowly sank below the distant edge of the city, herstanding the descent of darkness.
Outside the villa, Huang Lan helped An Yang load the boxes into the trunk of the X5 one by one, then slammed the door shut with a bang.
Comrade Xiao Qian had still lingered all afternoon, stubbornly buying a huge pile of New Year goods. These boxes included two cases of fifty-year-old Feitian Maotai, several cartons of cigarettes that might come in handy during the New Year, a few boxes of fireworks, some health supplements brought out from An Shi Pharmaceuticals, and a number of items purely intended to amuse the elderly.
Mm, she also brought quite a few things for An You.
An Yang pulled open the car door. Xiaochán had already obediently fastened her seatbelt in the back seat. Then he turned back and waved at Huang Lan, who was standing to the side watching them off, along with the rabbit demon who wore a deeply aggrieved expression. "We're heading out!"
"Mm." Huang Lan nodded.
The rabbit demon's pout grew even more pronounced.
An Yang got into the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, and waved at them again before the car started up.
Descending the mountain and entering the ring expressway, they drove straight toward Yan City, known as the Western Car City.
An Yang closed his eyes and leaned back in the passenger seat, massaging his temples with his hand. Just a few days ago, he was still draining his mental energy at the castle in Valence, stubbornly dealing with a mountain of piled-up matters, and today the moment he returned he had to rush off to Yan City. Such intense fatigue