Ya Tianxing drove himself, so he didn't ask for Mo Shangshuang's car keys, and used his own car to take Mo Shangjun back.
Although he knew Ya Tianxing was always extravagant, he didn't expect that even a random car would be so luxurious—it's not like the one he used to drive in Beijing.
Even though she hadn't interacted with the outside world for a long time, Mo Shangjun could tell this car was a new model. Technology develops rapidly, and the car's interior features are increasingly upgraded, always popping up with things she's never seen before.
Mo Shangjun asked, "Talk in the car?"
Thinking it over, Ya Tianxing said, "It's inconvenient."
Talking in the car might be distracting.
"Alright, then let's talk at my house," Mo Shangjun nodded, choosing the rear car door, and suddenly asked Ya Tianxing, "Do you know the address?"
Ya Tianxing nodded, "Yes."
When Mo Shangshuang briefed him, he had already explained the address clearly.
"Alright,"
Mo Shangjun got in.
