The "shiny" place Harper mentioned was the bar street he visited last time.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the traffic jam had passed its peak. Blake sat in the passenger seat, holding a thermos cup in both hands, trying to make the warm water in it boil again.
While waiting for the red light, Harper looked at him with a smile: "Is it fun?"
"Take a sip." Blake raised the cup in front of him.
Mr. Han refused: "It's very hot."
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