Leaving Lu Lian alone in the room, Ming Rusheng went to the living room.
Mr. Wong, who sat in his chair in the living room, looked at the file in the Ming Rusheng's hands and asked, "What's that file?"
"Something old that needs to revive," Ming Rusheng replied.
"I don't understand your love for old things. Seems like you are planning to stay awake tonight," Mr. Wong concluded.
"Hmm, not a big deal," Ming Rusheng sat on the sofa to talk to Mr. Wong for a while.
"How is Ms. Lu?" Mr. Wong asked.
"Good, and I guess comfortable there," Ming Rusheng replied.
As the two talked for a while, the caretaker came, "The dinner would be ready in ten minutes."
Mr. Wong and Ming Rusheng both looked at the wall clock and said together, "So early?"
The caretaker smiled at it, "It's raining heavily. It's better to eat early before the lights go off."
Ming Rusheng sighed, "I almost forgot about it."
