In the car, Liu Yichen suddenly turned around and glanced back, frowning slightly.
"What's wrong?" Li Xuanji noticed something was off with Liu Yichen's expression.
"It's nothing." Liu Yichen shook his head lightly; he had suddenly felt like he was being watched, and now the feeling was gone.
"Where to, gentlemen?" The driver was a foreigner, but his Chinese was surprisingly fluent and authentic Beijing dialect, which was a pleasant little surprise in this foreign land.
"To Langdu Hotel." Liu Yichen said casually, then became somewhat absent-minded. When was the last time he came here?
Liu Yichen was lost in memory; it's said when someone starts to like reminiscing about the past, it means they're beginning to grow old.
Liu Yichen suddenly shook his head and chuckled, thinking, am I already prematurely aging at such a young age?
