Zong Zhan was still bickering with Xi Luo, while in the South Sea, Zong Yue had already begun to organize the items needed for her and Li Jun's departure.
Zong Yue sat cross-legged on the floor, first placing all of Li Jun's clothes and personal items neatly into the suitcase.
As a wife, Zong Yue was undoubtedly the most considerate and qualified, yet the dull and mundane married life had worn away her edges and self.
The next day, Li Jun and Zong Yue headed to the airport, taking the 10 AM flight directly to the Southern Island.
Mid-January on the island felt like spring, and as they got off the plane, couples in shorts and T-shirts were everywhere.
Zong Yue took off her coat and hung it on the handle of the luggage, walking while admiring the scenery.
But suddenly Li Jun heard the whispering of a man and woman behind him:
The woman pointed her lips forward and said, "Darling, look at that man in the polo shirt."
"What is it? Are you being superficial again?"
