Ji Anning hadn't slept much on the plane and now felt a bit sleepy. She rested her head against the car window and didn't know how long she had dozed off when the car stopped, which woke her up.
"Are we there?"
She lifted her head, her eyes bleary as she looked out the window, "What place is this?"
"The pan-fried buns you wanted." Ji Chicheng unbuckled his seatbelt while replying to Ji Anning.
Pan-fried buns? Ji Anning took another look outside, her eyes lighting up, "Elite Pan-Fried Buns!"
Her eyes sparkled as she turned to Ji Chicheng, "Uncle, how did you know I liked their pan-fried buns?"
Ji Chicheng rolled his eyes at her, "I was just passing by."
Saying so, he haughtily turned his head and stepped out of the car.
"You say one thing but mean another; you obviously knew I liked them and came here on purpose." Ji Anning quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car as well.
