Soon, the man's slightly heavy footsteps faded, and the smile on Ning Guiwan's lips vanished for a moment, only to reappear immediately.
Today marked the end of the long holiday. After having breakfast with the elderly lady, Ning Guiwan drove to Tianchi Group.
At the entrance to the underground parking garage, just as she was about to drive into the tunnel, a red sports car suddenly surged from behind, darting into the garage ahead of her.
Ning Guiwan recognized the model of the sports car with some surprise.
The underground parking garage was brightly lit. As she drove in, she almost immediately saw the people emerging from the red sports car.
Ning Qinghan and Ning Rongyue.
The red sports car was a gift Ning Honghua had custom-ordered from abroad for Ning Guiwan's eighteenth birthday four years ago. It was worth nearly sixty million and was quite impressive, even in Shencheng, a city teeming with luxury cars.
