Shen Li glanced away calmly and said softly, "No." Then he added, "Tomorrow night Uncle Beicheng and Aunt Nanyan will take you out for dinner to welcome you."
"Okay, I'll go directly by myself tomorrow."
"By the way, Xingchen, now that you've returned to City A and will soon start your hospital internship, tomorrow your aunt will take you to pick out a car. What kind of car do you prefer?"
"The one Aunt Zhang used to drive for grocery shopping is pretty good. I can just use that one." Shen Xingchen had gotten her driver's license after graduating high school.
Madam Shen, hearing that she wanted to drive an old car, firmly objected and said, "That's unacceptable. That car is already several years old, and Aunt Zhang doesn't even drive it anymore. How can I let you use it?"
In reality, it wasn't a bad car—worth over 300,000.
She continued, "I'll have your uncle take you out for a couple of drives so you'll get the hang of it."
