Quan Yu stood by the roadside in black attire. The early city lights were on, and the leaden sky was overlaid with large swathes of flame-like clouds. Ning Guiwan brushed her long hair behind her ear and slowly approached him.
He watched her intently. Ning Guiwan unconsciously tightened her grip on her handbag. Walking had never felt this difficult before.
"You got home quite early today."
After she spoke, Ning Guiwan almost bit her tongue. What a boring conversation starter.
Quan Yu, however, remained calm and even seriously glanced at his watch. "Not that early."
Ning Guiwan maintained her smile.
This time, Quan Yu wasn't driving. Once in the car, Ning Guiwan glanced at Ren Yong's profile. After they had driven some distance, she seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "Xiaofei will probably be very late tonight. Uncle Ren, could you pick her up then?"
