Lin Han was on the sofa drinking coffee and eating snacks, and seeing her niece's actions, she couldn't help but wonder: "Going out?"
Ding Shuyan: "Yes."
Lin Han: "Okay, I'll take you after I finish eating."
Huqishan Villa is in the mountains, taxis usually don't come this way.
Of course, Ding Shuyan couldn't take along her gossip-loving aunt, or else who knows what kind of trouble could arise, she moved to the cabinet, took out a car key: "I'll go myself."
Lin Zida walked out of the bedroom, incredibly surprised: "You can drive?"
Ding Shuyan's tone was calm: "I got my license abroad."
Lin Zida didn't say more: "Alright then."
As for whether a foreign driver's license could be used domestically, he already had the answer in his heart, but it wasn't important.
