"Thank you." She looked down at the roadside, found out the shape of the rental car, and handed over a check.

"It's a little bit of a treat. Congratulations." Xu Haoran's hand was trembling as he pulled the check. He didn't know how to express his love. All he had left was money.

Ding Yiyi looked down at the cheque. It was a large amount, which she could not imagine for more than twenty years. She suddenly smiled and said, "You can give me only money."

Xu Haoran's throat was tight and his face was anxious to explain, "Son, I don't mean that." A taxi stopped at the roadside. Ding...