After Tong Lu hung up the phone, she left her seat. Leng Yejin asked her where she was going, and she smiled. "I wish my parents well."
When Leng Yejin heard this, he straightened his long legs and pulled her out of the room.
Under the Christmas tree outside the family banquet hall, Tong Lu made a video call.
Leng Yejin stood by the side. He was in a good mood when he saw her chatting happily over the video call.
His line of sight inadvertently caught a glimpse of a tall figure. He was wearing a high-collared coat and was leaning against the streetlight. As he stood in the dimly lit night, he seemed to be shrouded in a sense of loneliness. Leng Yejin took a step forward.
"Why are you smoking here alone?"
"Congratulations,"