Chen Yuan had always considered himself a relatively clean guy, but compared to Jiangg Ning, the difference was night and day. As he settled into the driver's seat of the Cayenne—a car he'd seen countless times—he suddenly felt that the Panamera he'd been driving for a while was about as clean as this car. And that was a brand-new car he'd just bought.
But this one in front of him had been driven by Jiangg Ning for at least three years, yet it was so immaculately clean and tidy that there wasn't even any obvious sign of use.
Moreover, a faint, pleasant fragrance wafted through the car, making him feel refreshed and relaxed.
Chen Yuan had asked about it many times, so he knew it wasn't the scent of any perfume, but the natural body scent shared by the two sisters. Even so, there was a difference; for example, Jiangg Yao's was a bit heavier, while Ningning's was lighter and more elegant.
