She was embarrassed to take back her hand, but he grasped it, and then clasped her fingers. She didn't know how long she had been driving. Although her hands were sore, she didn't want to let go at all.

The car entered a small town in the outskirts of Zhaonan City, then stopped in front of a courtyard door. Ding Yigang just got out of the car and Ding Meirong was just about to go out with a vegetable basket.

"Yiyi! Why are you here? Dacheng, who are you looking at? Ding Mei-rong was holding Ding Yiyi's hand and shouting at the inner room.

Ding Yiyi's mood was somewhat complicated....