"Alright, young man, don't worry," said the driver, accepting the money with a kind nod. "Don't worry," he repeated.
Nangong Jin also nodded his head, taking out a cigarette and handing it to the driver, "Thanks, Master."
"The young man is a good person." The driver smiled, took the cigarette, and was very friendly.
"Wife..." Nangong Jin, hunched over, peeked at Di Jinxuan through the rear window of the taxi, saying tenderly, "Don't be sad, go home and get a good night's sleep. If you miss your husband, you can call me anytime, I'll wait for your call tonight."
Di Jinxuan glanced at him, but said nothing.
Nangong Jin took a deep breath and waved to the driver, "Master, thank you for the trouble."
"No problem," the driver nodded and started the car.
It was only after Nangong Jin watched the car drive away did he turn around, his heavy mood slightly eased.
Luckily, Di Jinxuan ultimately did not break up with him, but at the same time, he felt a strong wave of love.
