I go north, you go south

Fang Jiaming probably didn't hear Nan Zishu's embarrassment, but retorted her quite seriously: "Why are you working so hard? What else do you need Ling Bei for?"

She had always favored Nan Zishu, so she was quite justified in saying these words.

"Okay, if you get up, then change your clothes and go downstairs."

Fang Jiaming didn't talk too much, and even urged Nan Zishu impatiently: "I'm here, let's go eat delicious food."

"Ah, you're here already!?"

Nan Zishu was a little shocked when she heard the news. She thought Fang Jiaming was at home when she heard that Fang Jiaming was quiet.

Nan Zishu quickly bounced off the sofa.Just now when she went to see Ling Bei off, she had already changed into the clothes she was going out, and she was waiting for Fang Jiaming to say that she would come to pick her up.

So now she is going to go directly to the entrance to change her shoes: "Didn't it be good to send someone to pick you up? Why did you come in person?"

"Oh, I can't wait to see you." Fang Jiaming swayed the end of the voice playfully: "And it would be troublesome for an extra driver to follow. The two of us are shopping, just the two of us are enough."

"You still drove here by yourself!?"

Nan Zishu caught the information in Fang Jiaming's words with an unbelievable tone.

"Well, what? No way?"

Fang Jiaming may have expected Nan Zishu to be surprised, so he answered very calmly: "I'm only in my 50s, and I had an A1 driver's license back then. Wouldn't it be easy to drive on the road?"

"Don't worry, although I don't drive often when I go out, I still go to the racing club once in a while."

Fang Jiaming was quite proud and unintentionally revealed his "brilliant deeds", but due to the barrier of the mobile phone screen, he couldn't see Nan Zishu's jaw-dropping expression.

A1 driver's license! ?Also racing! ?

Fang Jiaming's unexpectedness is no less than that of her troublesome son!
Nan Zishu couldn't help but think of the last time when Ling Bei led Jiang Chengshu to follow him.

No wonder Ling Bei dared to go racing on the Dongchuan Highway. Dare love that both mother and son are racing gods!
It turns out that there is also a "family inheritance" in driving skills.

Although Nan Zishu felt emotional in his heart, he couldn't help but act swiftly.She casually picked up the handbag hanging on the shelf in the entrance, and went straight out the door.

She pressed the down button of the elevator: "Mom, I'm going out and I'll be going downstairs soon, please wait for me a moment."

"Okay, it's okay, don't worry."

Fang Jiaming's tone was as gentle and light as ever: "I'm right downstairs, I promise you will see me when you get downstairs."

"it is good."

Sure enough, as soon as Nan Zishu walked out of the unit door, he saw a black and gold Aston Martin parked in the parking space closest to the door.

It can only be said that Fang Jiaming, a mother, is more flamboyant than Ling Bei.Moreover, the mother and son are the kind of people who never show their mountains and dews at ordinary times, and only after getting along for a long time will they show their unimaginable "tremendous humanity" side by bit.

Anyway, Nan Zishu... got used to it.

Just as she was standing there in a daze, a burst of car horns decisively pulled back her indescribable thoughts.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Jiaming rolled down the car window and waved at her: "Shu Shu, here!"

"Well, here we come."

Nan Zishu stepped on simple white shoes, ran to the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Oh, there's no need to run in such a hurry." (End of this chapter)