Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to her, Su Ling quietly left the hotel. She put on her coat and walked out of the hotel alone. It was pitch black in the small alley behind the hotel. Su Ling stood at the door as she sniffled. She wrapped her coat tightly around her and walked out.
The weather was cold in early spring. Su Ling took a deep breath and could not help but sneeze. At this moment, a faint smell of tobacco assailed her nostrils, and she frowned slightly.
A crisp sound came from her side, and a flame lit up. She could vaguely see a figure leaning against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Uncle Lu?" Su Ling was shocked. After seeing the figure clearly, she calmed herself and asked, "why are you here? I thought you had left long ago."
Lu Feng lifted his head and glanced at Su Ling. He smiled. "Are you looking for Shaoyang?"
