Under the nightfall, scattered snowflakes fluttered down, and occasionally a few fireworks could be seen bursting in mid-air.
Wen Linyu, wearing a knitted sweater, stood on the open balcony smoking a cigarette.
The phone calls from the Vancouver Company came one after another; although he was in China, the tricky issues kept piling up, all requiring his personal resolution, not even allowing for a peaceful New Year's Day.
Yu Ya and Wen Kefan were chatting about health and beauty in the small reception room on the second floor.
Su Yingru, carrying fruits sliced by the housemaid, came to the living room and realized that aside from Wen Suihan sitting on the couch watching TV, no one else was around.
Su Yingru placed the fruit platter on the coffee table in front of Wen Suihan and asked, "Where's your brother?"
Wen Suihan casually pointed toward the balcony, "He's outside on a call."