Mu Shuoqian personally drove the car, having changed into a set of clothes. He wore a white, fitted short-sleeve T-shirt and black casual pants, which Gu Qili had picked out for him in a magazine last time. They had been made and shipped over quickly.
One must say, he looked very handsome in such attire, unlike his usual cold and aloof demeanor, he appeared more amiable and approachable, and it added a youthful vigor to him.
Gu Qili was excited throughout the journey, with the car window rolled down to the max, half her head almost sticking out, her black hair fluttering wildly in the wind.
There were hardly any vehicles on the country lanes, and the areas they passed through had expansive lavender fields and various charming little cabins.
The lavender field they were in was private property and not open to the public. Mu Shuoqian was only able to come here by pulling some strings.
He had just found a spot to park the car when Gu Qili, unable to wait, dashed out.
