song fengwan spent the entire afternoon drawing a few strokes but playing with his phone. there were many short videos on the internet these days, all funny and funny. he just scrolled through them and time passed by quickly.
when she walked out of the studio, she rubbed her neck and straightened her back.
it seemed like ...
it was especially hard!
before dinner, she gave qiao aiyun a call. at that time, the yan father and son had already arrived home and were discussing yan chi's trip to the capital.
"what a coincidence, your sister is on the phone." qiao aiyun laughed.
"mom, don't tell her that i'm going over." yan chi said.
"what?"
"my flight is at night and might be a little late. i don't want her to wait here. it'll take two to three hours to go back to beijing to pick her up. there's no need for that." from yan chi's tone, it seemed like he was extremely concerned about song fengwan.
"and i also want to go over and give her a surprise."
