The last time she encountered Zhang Yuanhong, he offered her a ride to the station and also gave her his contact information, asking her to get in touch when she's in the provincial city.
Afterward, Ling Chengyan came twice but didn't think of contacting him.
Comparing these, she couldn't help but feel a bit guilty.
Before deciding whether to get out and talk, she hesitated slightly, but Zhang Yuanhong saw Ling Chengyan's license plate and turned to walk over.
Ling Chengyan had no choice but to get out of the car.
"Zhang Yuanhong." Ling Chengyan opened the door and got out, smiling as she greeted him, "I didn't expect to bump into you again today."
The words carried the joy of an old friend reunion, with a trace of slyness in disguise.
Zhang Yuanhong either didn't notice or chose not to, simply smiled and said, "I saw Huicheng's license plate and came over to check—didn't think it was you... What brings you here?"
Ling Chengyan said, "Someone fell ill, I drove them over."
