Ying Zenan got off the car with a cigarette in his mouth, holding a phone to his ear, leaning against the car front and talking to someone.
He heard Ying Jing call him and turned his head to look over.
Qin Yang walked past in his field of view at that moment, his hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and the cigarette slid from his lips, dropping at his feet.
Qin Yang took a couple of steps, probably having heard Ying Jing call out Ying Zenan's name.
She turned around.
And saw him.
A bright smile rose on her face.
"Good afternoon, Ying Zenan."
Ying Zenan fell silent, his eyes turning red, staring at her in a daze.
A familiar person called Qin Yang over, and after greeting them, she left the man.
Ying Jing ran over to Ying Zenan.
"Brother, did you not sleep well? Why are your eyes red?"
"I'm fine, just need a bit of rest." Her brother rubbed her head and walked forward.
"Hey, you're going the wrong way, it's this way!"
