Missing You

Watching the two run off, Su Yang shook his head with a smile.

At this moment, Jiang Mengyun asked, "Are we still going for a drink?"

"Sure, I don't have anything else going on anyway. Do you?"

Jiang Mengyun shook her head. "Nope." She rolled her eyes playfully in thought before adding, "How about we go drink at my shop? It won't cost us anything, and I have plenty of alcohol there."

"Sounds good, let's go."

The two chatted as they walked toward the coffee shop.

At midnight, Jiang Mengyun had something come up suddenly, so the two said their goodbyes and parted ways.

After parting, Su Yang returned to the nearby rotary parking lot and drove home.

The night passed without incident.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Su Yang stretched and rolled out of bed.

He picked up the remote control from his nightstand and pressed it, causing the automatic curtains to slowly draw open.

The weather wasn't great today. It was overcast with little sunlight, and the temperature had dropped by eleven or twelve degrees.

The outdoor temperature was only about eighteen degrees Celsius. Yesterday had been a bright, sunny day, but today it had instantly plummeted below twenty.

Even though it was only the beginning of September, the breath of autumn was already slowly descending.

Su Yang didn't pay it much mind. He went into the bathroom to take a shower, then changed into a white T-shirt with a thin brown jacket over it, paired with black straight-leg cargo pants.

His physique made him perfectly suited for wearing jackets, giving him an overall stylish yet sporty look. He stood in front of the full-length mirror, inspected his outfit for the day, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Hmm, not bad."

Su Yang smiled, picked up a hairdryer, and styled his hair into a simple, forward-spiked look before heading out to the yard.

Looking at the yellow McLaren W1, Su Yang muttered to himself, "I'd better cover it up with a car cover first, otherwise Pan Pan will spot it the moment she gets here."

Acting immediately, Su Yang went back inside, found a black car cover, returned to the McLaren, and quickly draped it over the vehicle.

Although its general silhouette still revealed it was a sports car, you definitely couldn't tell exactly what model it was anymore.

"Yeah, this works. Now she shouldn't be able to tell what car it is."

"But isn't this a bit like burying my head in the sand? With Pan Pan's smart brain, she'll definitely guess what car it is."

"Ah well, I can't think of a better idea right now anyway. Huh? Wait a minute."

As Su Yang spoke, he walked forward a few steps and turned his head to look at the car canopy not far away on the left side of the yard. You could park two cars under this canopy.

Next to the canopy was the door to the basement garage.

"Damn? I'm so stupid. Why didn't I just drive the car into the garage to hide it? Or parking it under the canopy would work too, the canopy is basically a small garage."

"Damn it." Su Yang shook his head with a smile. He went back to the car, pulled off the car cover, took out the keys, opened the door, and got in.

Soon, he drove the car into the villa's basement garage, which could hold four cars.

However, right now there wasn't a single car inside, making it very spacious.

He usually just parked his cars haphazardly in the yard, opting for whatever was most convenient. He had actually never once used these designated parking spots.

"Not bad, I'll just park it here. Actually, never mind, it's still better to cover it up."

A few minutes later, Su Yang draped the cover over the car once more, smiled in satisfaction, and returned to the yard.

To the right of the main entrance was a small garden. Su Yang had been living in the villa for a while now, but he hadn't ever properly appreciated it.

He walked into the small garden and looked at the flowers and plants. Because the residential community had dedicated property management staff who helped owners maintain their yards, the flora looked very neatly pruned.

Su Yang sat on the rocking chair in the small garden, took out a cigarette, and lit it. Then, he pulled out his phone and dialed Pan Ning's number.

After a few rings, Pan Ning's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Hello."

"What are you doing?"

"Thinking of you."

Hearing this, Su Yang was momentarily stunned, suddenly unsure of how to reply.

It was mainly because Pan Ning rarely said such mushy things to him. Su Yang scratched his head and laughed, "Me too."

"Tch, you don't mean it."

"Hehe, I'm just not very good with words. By the way, in our member group, Qin He said that for today's party, Old Meng should invite you and Qianyu to come along. Did he tell you?"

"He did."

"Okay, that's good. Come over to my place first later. I need to drive four cars over today, so you can come help me drive one."

"Alright."

"Have you eaten?" Su Yang asked.

"Not yet, about to."

"What are you eating? Did your mom make it?"

"Yeah. Oh, speaking of which, I almost forgot. Are you busy tomorrow?"

Hearing Pan Ning say this, Su Yang immediately knew what was coming. He smiled and said, "Nope, I'm a totally free man."

"That's perfect. Come home and have dinner with me tomorrow. My mom has been talking to me about this for the past two days. Let's hurry up and complete this mission, otherwise she'll keep nagging in my ear every day."

"Haha, alright. By the way, is there anything your mom likes?"

"She's already bought a ton of the things she likes herself, so don't worry about it. You don't need to buy anything, just come home with me tomorrow."

"How can I do that? This is my first time visiting!"

"I said you don't need to, so you don't need to. Besides, my parents kept reminding me to tell you not to buy anything when you come."

"Be that as it may, this is my first time going. Showing up empty-handed would make me look very ill-mannered. I still have to buy at least something, it's the thought that counts," Su Yang explained.

Indeed, as he said, most families in China place a heavy emphasis on social etiquette and worldly wisdom.

People might say you don't need to bring anything, but if you actually show up without a gift, they will definitely have thoughts about it.

To avoid leaving a bad impression on Pan Ning's parents, Su Yang had to buy something no matter what.

What he bought wasn't very important, and whether the other party could use it wasn't important either. But the act of buying something was crucial.

Pan Ning sighed helplessly. "I can't reason with you. So what are you planning to buy?"

"That's exactly what I'm asking you. Do your parents have anything they particularly like, or any hobbies?"

"Let me think. My dad likes to drink tea when he has free time, and my mom just likes all sorts of random jewelry."

After getting his answer, Su Yang grinned. "Hehe, there we go, now I know what to buy. How about you come find me after you finish breakfast? Then you can go shopping with me."

"Sure."

"Okay, let's leave it at that for now. Hurry up and eat, I'll go grab something quick too."

"Alright, talk to you later."

Hanging up the phone, Su Yang took a drag of his cigarette and thought to himself, "Likes tea and likes jewelry, that's easy. As long as it's not something that takes forever to source, it'll be simple to handle. I'll go stroll around the SOP later."