Ye Ningwan chatted with Tang Lu all the way, deliberately instructing the driver to take a detour, adding more than ten minutes to the journey before dropping Tang Lu at the destination.
"Ningwan, goodbye, let's meet again when we have time."
Tang Lu, being a talkative person, did not forget to wave at Ye Ningwan after getting out of the car.
Ye Ningwan waved and nodded with a smile, only then did Mr. Zhan return from the front passenger seat.
"What do you think?" Ye Ningwan asked.
Zhan Hanjue said, "It's too coincidental, like you're hungry and suddenly a chicken leg appears. Do you think you're lucky, or is someone deliberately feeding you?"
"Deliberately feeding, after all, I'm not someone who's been particularly lucky from childhood to adulthood," Ye Ningwan said.
Zhan Hanjue held her hand, "That may not necessarily be true; perhaps after meeting me, your luck has improved."
