"Boss..."
Gradually coming back to her senses, she looked up at Meng Chi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, "What's up?"
Meng Chi slightly frowned and said worriedly, "It should be us asking you what's up. You've been acting strange ever since you left the Zheng Family."
A slight surprise, then a pause, and Bi Xia smiled, "It's nothing, just thinking about the future."
"The future?"
"Yeah," she responded softly, "Where we might end up going in the future."
Hearing Bi Xia's words, Meng Chi laughed and said with absolute certainty, "We might not know where we'll end up, but we know for sure that you, we, are sticking together."
Meng Chi's words made Bi Xia gradually smile. She looked out the window, watching the passing cars and nearby shops. The light in her starry eyes gradually dimmed, turning indifferent.
She was thinking not just about the future.
Just from Elder Zheng's words, she clearly detected that there were other meanings in his words.
