Chapter 335 Treasure at the Bottom of the Man‑Made Lake

• “Dominic, I’m full. Let’s go.” Huang Ruolan hooked her arm through Dominic’s and headed for the door.
• Dominic didn’t say much. He put two hundred-yuan bills on the table, took Huang Ruolan to the car, fired it up, and floored it, vanishing down the road.
• “Where do you live? It’s late. I don’t feel right letting you head back alone. How about I drive you home?” Dominic kept one hand on the wheel, sounding casual.