บท 690: The Most Real Emotions

Hong Kong was a city that never slept. When the lights were first lit, the entire city was already filled with neon lights. Stars were connected together, illuminating the entire Hong Kong as if it was daytime.

In the dining room, the melodious sound of the violin sounded leisurely. The waiter appeared politely and at the right time in front of every customer.

Shi Jin looked at Qiu Xingmi and knew that she must have had a different experience after appearing in such a place from the Southern Courtyard. Hence, Shi Jin did not say a word and just sat quietly with Qiu Xingmi.

A moment later, the waiter led Fu Zhaoxiang and Fu Xiuyuan over.

When Qiu Xingmi saw her husband and son walk over, she immediately stood up and waved at them.

The excitement in her expression was obvious. Speaking of which, she had never eaten with Fu Xiuyuan before.