Destiny Works in Mysterious Ways

Pan Ning rolled her eyes at Su Yang. "Whatever, let's eat."

The two of them walked over to the sofa, sat down, and had their breakfast.

At eleven in the morning, after finishing breakfast and resting for a while, they grabbed their belongings and went out into the yard.

Pan Ning walked over to her car, opened the back door, and took out four bags.

Su Yang tilted his head, looked at the bags, and said, "Why did you buy things?"

"You bought gifts when you visited my house. How could I not buy any when visiting yours?"

She closed the car door and walked over. Seeing this, Su Yang said, "Alright then, but I'm quite curious about what you bought."

"I bought a watch and a box of ginseng for your dad, and a bracelet and a box of bird's nest for your mom."

"Damn, so luxurious. Let me take a look." Su Yang took the bags and peeked inside.

He didn't know much about ginseng or bird's nest, but he knew a thing or two about watches. The one Pan Ning bought was a Vacheron Constantin Traditionnelle skeleton perpetual calendar watch, worth at least over a million.

The dark blue strap paired with the 18K platinum openworked dial made it perfect for a middle-aged man to wear.

The bracelet was housed in an exquisite, small wooden box with traditional Chinese carvings. Su Yang opened it to admire it for a moment.

The bracelet was a translucent milky white with hints of green inside. It looked expensive at first glance—likely ice jade—but Su Yang didn't know much about this stuff either. He turned his head and asked, "This wasn't cheap, was it?"

"Not much, about the same as the watch."

"So extravagant. I'll thank you on behalf of my parents first." Su Yang said as he closed the box and put the items back into the bags.

Pan Ning glared at him. "If you thank me again, I'm not going."

"Hehe, I already said I was thanking you on behalf of my parents. As expected, girls are much better at buying gifts. All I know is how to buy tobacco, liquor, and tea."

"Let's go, get in the car." They walked over to the Bentayga, opened the doors, and got in.

Su Yang placed the bags in the back seat, buckled his seatbelt, started the engine, and drove out of the villa.

......

Around eleven-thirty, Su Yang drove onto the highway heading toward Yang City.

Every time he drove on this highway, he couldn't help but think of the first time he met Pan Ning.

He turned to look at her and smiled. "Do you still remember the first time we met on this highway?"

"What do you think?"

"Hehe, that's destiny for you. Back then, I thought we would just have a little race and that would be it. Who knew you were also going to Yang City, and we'd run into each other again at the highway exit."

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to be heading to Yang City either."

"Sometimes, fate is just wonderfully unpredictable."

The two chatted idly, and an hour and a half later, the car drove out of the Yang City toll station.

Shortly after getting off the highway, Su Yang was about to turn right at an intersection, but he suddenly remembered that turning right would lead to their old house. He quickly changed back to the straight lane.

'Almost forgot. Right, I need to find a chance to talk to my parents later and see if they'd be willing to move to Hai City.'

'Even though this house was just bought, it doesn't matter. If they don't live here, we can just rent it out. I really need to discuss this properly with the two of them this time, otherwise traveling this far every time is still a bit of a hassle.'

Just as he was thinking, Pan Ning asked, "Where is your house? How much further?"

"Almost there. It's in the city center, about twenty more minutes."

Pan Ning nodded. "Do your parents have a good temper?"

Su Yang smiled and said, "Incredibly good. Hehe, just relax, they are both very warm and welcoming."

"Okay. Do you think the things I bought look a bit too sparse? Should we go buy something else when we get to the city?"

Su Yang waved his hand. "No need. The items might look few, but they're expensive. Besides, it's the thought that counts. Having the intention is more than enough."

"Alright then."

Twenty minutes later, Su Yang drove onto a bustling street in the city center. The house he bought for his parents was on this street, in the Junshan Huafu residential compound.

After waiting at a red light, Su Yang drove forward for about a hundred meters and made a U-turn at the intersection.

After the U-turn, he drove forward for a few dozen meters and arrived at the main entrance of Junshan Huafu.

Su Yang turned his head, looked, and smiled. "This is the compound."

Pan Ning rolled down the window, took a look, and nodded. "Let's go in then."

"Sure, what time is it now?"

"One-thirty."

"Yeah, the timing is about right. They should both be at home now."

Su Yang said as he drove the car through the compound gates. After entering, he followed the road on the left down into the underground parking garage and soon arrived beneath Unit 3 of Sector C.

Just as he was about to park, Su Yang spotted his dad's Mercedes-Benz E300 in a parking space to his right.

The car looked incredibly shiny, without a speck of dust on it. Su Dagang usually took great care of this car, taking it out for a wash every few days.

Su Yang smiled faintly and found an unreserved, empty parking spot to park his car.

"We're here, let's get out." They opened their doors and stepped out of the car.

Su Yang opened the back door and took out the four bags.

After locking the car, he led Pan Ning toward the elevator lobby.

She was about to meet Su Yang's parents, but Pan Ning's expression remained unchanged, looking as though she wasn't nervous at all.

Su Yang secretly observed her and thought to himself, 'She has such a good mindset. I wonder if her personality will mesh well with my parents. Why am I the one getting a bit nervous instead?'

While waiting for the elevator, Pan Ning noticed Su Yang's expression and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Hmm? Nothing. Just happy."

"Happy?"

"Yeah, happy."

"Tch. Give me the bags, I'll carry them myself."

"I can carry them."

"I'll hold them. If your parents see me empty-handed later, it'll leave a bad first impression."

"Haha, alright then, here." Su Yang handed the bags to Pan Ning.

Ding. The elevator arrived at the basement level and opened, and the two walked in.

Su Yang pressed the button for the 17th floor. The elevator ascended rapidly and opened again not long after.

The buildings with this layout all featured two elevators for every two apartments per floor, split into 170-square-meter and 185-square-meter units.

Usually, one hardly had to wait long for the elevator. Having two elevators for two households was a feature mostly found in higher-end residential areas.

Ordinary high-rises typically had two elevators for four, or maybe three, apartments.

After the elevator doors opened, the two stepped out. This was actually Su Yang's first time visiting this new home as well.

He turned his head to confirm before walking toward the door on the right. "This is it."

Su Yang didn't have a key. He raised his hand, knocked on the door, and called out, "Mom! Dad! I'm back, open the door!"

Knock, knock, knock.

After three consecutive knocks, Su Dagang's voice came from inside the house, "Coming, coming!"

Clack, clack, clack. A series of footsteps approached from a distance. Of course, Pan Ning couldn't hear the sound very clearly.

After all, the front door was quite thick and had good soundproofing. It was difficult for an ordinary person to clearly hear sounds from inside.

But Su Yang was no ordinary person, and he heard it perfectly.

As the footsteps stopped, the door opened with a click.

Su Dagang pushed the door open, revealing a simple yet excited smile. He had just laid eyes on the girl standing next to Su Yang and hadn't even had the chance to utter a word of welcome yet.

It was as if Pan Ning had become a completely different person. Flashing an incredibly sweet smile, she immediately stepped forward to greet him. "Hello, Uncle. I'm Su Yang's girlfriend, Pan Ning~"

...

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