บท 1385: The Meaning of the Tattoo (Part Eleven)

The winds were strong in the capital city for the past two days, and the haze as well.

From experience, hailing a ride at the South entrance was difficult. So Su Yue headed straight towards the main entrance.

She tucked her hands into her pink woolen jacket. She retracted her neck and pulled her clothes tighter around herself, bowing her head as she strode forward.

As she walked, she was thinking about what to give Ming Ansheng as a surprise.

Just for this, she never contacted him since she got back.

Ming Ansheng should be at work. So she would have the entire day to prepare.

That was sufficient.

But what should she prepare?

The only thing she could come up with was a candlelit dinner. Although it seemed old-fashioned, it would pleasantly surprise Uncle Ming if she prepared everything herself. He would love it.

So, it was settled then.