A car inconspicuously passed by Wen Ying.

The car windows were covered with film, so Wen Ying didn't see Xie Qian sitting in the car.

She was shaking Deng Shangwei like an indulged child.

Deng Shangwei felt helpless because of her shaking. "The evening market is so busy. What is your reason for following me there?"

"That's precisely the reason why I'm going. The evening market is bustling, and I can't accept payment without ...