The airport was bustling with people, and a sweet voice announced the flights over the loudspeaker.

When the plane arrived in city A, California, passengers rushed out.

A thin child dragged a suitcase out of the passageway. He wore a t-shirt with English letters on top and navy blue pencil pants below, his naturally slightly curly hair tied in a ponytail.

Her skin is very fair, she is tall, and her clean and serene aura makes her stand out in a crowd.

Lao Wang, who was there to pick her up, saw her at once and hurried forward to take the suitcase from her hands: "Second Miss."

Shen Youran glanced around. Besides Lao Wang, there was no one else to pick him up. He smirked wryly.

Perhaps I've been abroad for too long, so long that no one remembers that someone named Shen Youran exists anymore.

But it's okay, everything will come in due time.

After leaving the airport, Shen Youran closed her eyes and rested as soon as she got in the car. Lao Wang put the suitcase into the trunk, opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat. Turning back, he saw her with her eyes closed and hesitated to speak.

Before coming, the eldest lady had made arrangements and taken the second lady to visit their relatives for a meal, but she always consulted with the second lady about her own opinion.

He closed his eyes at this moment, thinking he was asleep and didn't speak. He drove his car through the traffic stream.

After taking more than ten flights as a child, Shen Youran fell asleep as soon as she got on the plane. She didn't sleep for long before being woken up by the piercing sound of the horn.

I saw that the car wasn't parked. I glanced out the window. It was right in the middle of the bustling city center now, with throngs of people filling the lively streets and lanes. The towering skyscrapers stood majestically in the distance.

He looked at Wang Shu with weary eyes: "Wang Shu, what's wrong?"

Lao Wang glanced at the rearview mirror: "Second Miss, this road is often congested. You can sleep for a while longer. When we get there, I'll let you know."

Shen Youran's sleep was very light, once woken up she could no longer fall asleep.

The car ahead drove a short distance and stopped, Lao Wang followed for a short distance, and so they moved forward in this way of pushing and shoving.

After about half an hour, Shen Youran had completely lost his patience. The car ahead drove on, allowing Lao Wang to overtake it from the side.

Lao Wang is the old driver for the Shen family. He's good at driving and, following Shen Youran's instructions, overtook several cars in a row.

There was a Maybach that seemed to be in a hurry, constantly overtaking. Lao Wang accidentally followed it closely, fortunately the speed wasn't high. Both parties were unharmed, but the other car was damaged.

Old Wang's face turned pale with fright, and he stammered, "Second Miss...what should we do?"

The owner of the car looks like a wealthy person, and with that unique license plate number, he must be someone to be reckoned with.

Shen Youran's brows furrowed slightly, she pursed her lips and walked forward to knock on the other person's car window.

The man in the driver's seat was unbuckling his safety belt, preparing to get out and check on the car's condition. Hearing someone knocking on the car window, he looked up and through the window saw Shen Youran.

He slowly rolled down his car window. Before he could speak, Shen Youran spoke first: “Do you have paper and a pen?”

Xiao Cheng looked puzzled and bewildered until Shen Youran repeated, "Do you have paper and a pen?", then he came to his senses and handed over the paper and pen.

He had just seen the child get out of the car behind him in his rearview mirror, he must be the culprit.

Shen Youran practiced writing down a string of phone numbers, and then wrote down that person's name.

Perhaps it's too profound, even after three years, I can still recite that person's phone number backwards.

(Editor in charge：wings of fire graphic novel)