His tone softened

  My heart has finally landed, and my eyes are filled with gratitude.

  "You go up first, I'll find a parking spot." Hua Jingyan returned to his usual aloof self, which somehow made me feel more at ease. "Take your phone with you, just in case something happens and you need to call me."

  I stared at him in astonishment as he handed me the gold-plated phone, although I thought it was unlikely anything untoward would happen, but under his impatient gaze, I took it.

  "My home is on the second floor," I reminded him, hoping that we wouldn't be seen by some busybodies. A wealthy young foreigner like Hua Jingyan appearing in the eastern part of the city was as sensational as a celebrity's visit.

  In just a few minutes, everyone in the entire neighborhood will come over to take a look at this uniquely handsome French big brother.

  "I know. Room 201." Hua Jingyan started the car and nodded at me to close the door.

  "Don't get it wrong! Room 201 is on the third floor, the door on the left!" I reminded him again.

  "Nonsense." Hua Jingyan rolled her eyes impatiently.

  I smiled wryly and closed the car door.

  Through the rearview mirror, Hua Jing saw that delicate figure still standing in place, her gaze following his car as the corners of her mouth involuntarily curved upwards.

  She doesn't want people to misunderstand her relationship with him.

  Although he felt uncomfortable in his heart, seeing her tense little face made his tone involuntarily soften.

  He can't let her think his character is so bad... to the point of being disgusting.

  Hua Jing looked around and saw that the free parking area in the residential area was packed with cars.

  This area is an old town district, and when residential houses were planned at first, parking problems were not taken into consideration.

  In recent years, living standards have risen, and parking spaces are in short supply.

  When rush hour arrives, grabbing a parking spot becomes an entertaining activity for people in the old city district.

  Plus getting lost and wasting time, the neighborhood is filled with cars returning home, most of which are practical family car models. It's rare to see a luxury car worth over a million.

  But his privately customized high-end luxury sports car stands out as being utterly out of place in this neighborhood.

  Hua Jingyan is not worried about being stolen away, but he's extremely worried that some inexperienced newcomer will scratch or damage his beloved car while parking.

  In China, this is a common occurrence. Especially in such high-density crowded traffic conditions. Last time, he just went to the roadside convenience store to buy a bottle of water and came back to find that the rear car door had been scratched with a deep gash, which made him heartbroken for a long time.

  At this time, the sky was completely dark, and a few cold stars hung in the night. The headlights of the car illuminated a patch of darkness, and a man walked crookedly from the side of the car.

  Hua Jing furrowed his brow, that person seemed drunk, dressed in a white collar attire, probably a disheartened office worker.

  That person saw a high-end car in front of him and shook his head, somewhat disbelieving.

  Just a few days ago, they colleagues had just discussed this car, high-end customization, having money doesn't necessarily mean you can buy it.

  Today, I had an intimate contact in my own residential area.

  No way, I have to take out my phone and leave a memory, tomorrow I'll brag about it with my colleagues.

  The driver flashed his headlights twice, urging the man to hurry up and get out of the way. The man was standing in the middle of the road, frantically rummaging through his pockets and briefcase, seemingly unaware of what he was doing. Was he drunk?

  The white-collar worker blocked the strong light with his hand, smiled and moved his mouth, but I didn't know what he was saying.

  Judging from his mouth shape, Hua Jingyan inferred that he was speaking in dialect.

  Then, in the light of the car headlights, Huajing Yan saw that the man took out his mobile phone and took a photo of him and his car...

  Hua Jing angrily pressed the horn, and the continuous honking sounded like his master's angry roar, echoing throughout the entire neighborhood. The man retreated to one side, his arm desperately pointing to the left.

  Hua Jingyan inferred that he meant there was a parking space on the side. It's considered a thank you for taking free photos of his girlfriend. Hua Jingyan flashed her light to show appreciation.

  Following his direction, I found a parking spot as expected. This place is hidden inside and there are not many vehicles.

  The phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID showed it was Xiao Qibei.

  He thought of that drunken white-collar worker, and Hua Jingyan's heart suddenly tightened.