In the weather that was warm one moment and cold the next, the dew was heavy and the night cool.
Tang Wan sat in the room, still staring blankly at the two huge, unplaceable rocks. If she went to Beijing in the future, traveling thousands of miles, would she have to carry those two rocks with her?
Her phone buzzed to life. Upon seeing the caller ID, she immediately cleared her throat, "Hello, Xixi—have you gotten off the plane?"
"Yes..."
Qi Zeyan cocked his head, observing the person on the phone. It wasn't her engagement, yet she didn't know what she was so excited about the whole way.
After Ruan Mengxi ended the call, she turned to look at Qi Zeyan, "Boss, I'll call a car and take you to the hotel."
Her family was in Pingjiang, so she naturally stayed at home.
