After stopping the car in the parking lot downstairs, Feng Ling abruptly heard the sound of a car driving by. She alighted and glanced over only to see that Li Nanheng had coincidentally returned at the same time. His car was parked right across hers.
Did he only just return?
"You came back so late today?" Feng Ling asked as she approached.
Li Nanheng had noticed her car earlier. Originally, he had planned to stay in the car for a moment longer. When he heard her voice, he knew he could not conceal himself and directly lowered the windows. His gaze was deep as he watched the woman with a red scarf wound around her neck.
He suddenly chuckled: "This scarf isn't bad. Is it warm?"
"En," Feng Ling responded lightly. She was slightly embarrassed but she had to give it to him. It was very warm. Ji Nuan had also complimented it countlessly today. She had said it was beautiful and that it matched her black clothes perfectly.
