By the time we reached the city center, it was a massive traffic jam.
The rush of people leaving work combined with the streams of cars heading out for shopping, creating a congestion that stretched for kilometers.
Lin Chuan, always edgy while driving, was even more annoyed in this situation.
"What's with today?" Lin Chuan grumbled as he looked at the traffic jam before him.
"Brother Lin, it's a holiday today." Nuo Xiaoxi consoled, "Don't rush, it'll clear up soon."
"It's been jammed for a long time." Lin Chuan said helplessly: "It seems we'll have to think of another way."
"Or... how about we just park the car in a nearby parking lot and then walk there?" Nuo Xiaoxi suggested.
"I'm afraid we won't make it to the parking lot in an hour," Lin Chuan said with a wry smile.
