" that egg ... " song jingren spoke for the first time.
"what?"
"actually, it's still edible."
song fengwan didn't reply.
qian jiang did not follow them in. he had already confirmed that song jingren was harmless, so he waited at the entrance of the tuition class and watched the two of them enter the cafe.
"what do you want to drink?" last night, song fengwan never thought that she would be sitting with him so calmly.
"water will do."
however, song fengwan ordered a cup of coffee, a cup of white tea, and two desserts. the waiter recognized song fengwan, so he couldn't help but size up the man opposite him.
her face couldn't be seen clearly, but just by looking at her clothes, it was obvious that she loved cleanliness, but she couldn't hide her poverty and desolation.
