Feng Zhongliang was holding a thermos in one hand, even forgetting to drink water.
He recalled that he had mentioned carving to Jiang se. She had suggested carving his name. When he got excited, he even started gesturing on the table.
"Zhenzhen almost cried at that time. Fortunately, she has a good temper and wasn't angry with you. She waited until you were done cleaning up before she went back." Xiao Liu tried to persuade her. I know you're looking forward to her arrival. You're concerned about miss Jiang. But miss Jiang is still young. You shouldn't always look so sullen.
Feng Zhongliang ignored him. Instead, he tried his best to recall the conversation he had with Jiang se the night before.
Xiao Liu was still prattling on, but he no longer had the time to ask her to shut up. His mind was still a little muddled from the alcohol, but he could still vaguely remember what Jiang se had written for him to reprimand her.