As evening fell, pedestrians and traffic flowed endlessly. More and more people filled the streets, all preparing to head home for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Naturally, Zhang Yang had not stayed at Li Xiaoxuan's place. Instead, he drove alone, pondering who to give the last Mid-Autumn gift box to.
"Why not just give it to my mom? What mother wouldn't love a gift from her son? Give it to Mom, and there's definitely no suspense about completing this task." Zhang Yang suddenly smiled and muttered to himself.
With a recipient for the last gift box, Zhang Yang immediately stopped feeling so rushed.
A moment later, by the roadside.
Zhang Yang got out of the car and looked up at the full moon, round as a jade plate. Meanwhile, congratulatory messages kept pouring into his phone.
Some were from friends, some from female confidantes, and some from subordinates.
There were also plenty from people he knew—and people he did not...
Naturally, Zhang Yang could not reply to all of them, so he only chose a few to respond to.
Though it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, no one was home.
Restaurants were still doing brisk business on Mid-Autumn night. Many people away from their hometowns simply chose to spend the festival at a restaurant, so his parents were very busy tonight.
There was no rush to head back.
He lowered his head, about to take out a cigarette.
"Handsome, could you give me a ride?" A girl who looked quite innocent gathered her courage and came over to strike up a conversation.
"Sorry, I'm waiting for someone." Zhang Yang looked up and smiled politely.
The girl beside him was momentarily dazzled by his looks when he suddenly raised his head. When she came back to herself, she realized she had been gently turned