But that uncomfortable feeling came and went quickly.

When Summer turned around and looked out of the window, the black car beside them had gone far away.

The license number of that car was a bit special. It seemed that the owner of that car was either rich or powerful.

She remembered the man she just saw and couldn't help remembering what he said.

“For your aesthetic judgment, I suspect if you are my biological daughter.”

Did she look ugly now?

Moreover, how could a father talk to his own daughter like that?

That man looked deep and cold. He was so blunt and straightforward. What kind of woman could endure a man like him?

Thinking of this, Summer turned to look at Stanley who was concentrating on driving.

In comparison, Stanley was really a good man.

Stanley was loving and righteous, with a good temper.

"Why are you looking at me?" Stanley saw Summer looking at him.

Summer smiled and said, "I think you are very good."

Stanley seemed not to expect her to say such words. His eyes flashed, "Is that so?"

The car drove into a beautiful neighborhood.

"Get out of the car first and wait for me. I'll park the car and come over." As Stanley spoke, he leaned over to help Summer untie her belt.

Summer subconsciously stretched out her arm to stop him and made a defensive posture, "I'll do it myself."

Stanley's arm froze in midair just like that.

After a while, he nodded, "Alright."

Summer felt extremely uncomfortable, quickly untied her seat belt and got out of the car.

She stood by the roadside and watched Stanley parking the car. Her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly.

Previously, she only felt that her relationship with Stanley might not be deep in the past, but when Stanley was about to help her undo her seat belt, she rejected him subconsciously.

She subconsciously made a move to defend.

Sometimes the body did react faster and more honestly than the brain.

"What are you thinking?"

Stanley's voice pulled back Summer's thoughts.

She suddenly raised her head and discovered that Stanley had already parked his car and walked over.

"I don't think anything. I feel a little dizzy." Summer reached out and blocked her forehead.

The weather wasn't too hot, but it wasn't too cool either.

Stanley didn't suspect her and led her into the building.

The greenery in the community was excellent. The buildings were not very high, with about seven or eight floors. The buildings were sparsely built, making the community very quiet and spacious.

Stanley opened the door and stood to the side, "Come in.copy right hot novel pub