"He doesn't live here." Shen Lingfeng stepped inside and confiscated the set of keys from the coffee table, "Don't come in randomly anymore, this is my home, not his."
Lin Yan smiled cheerfully, not upset, "I know. Actually, I just came by to return the keys to you. Your cold and minimalist decor style isn't to my taste."
"Ayan, you can't reach him by phone, can't find his address, you know why." Shen Lingfeng picked up the wine bottle from the coffee table and walked over.
"Same old problem." Lin Yan smiled faintly, taking the wine bottle from his hand, but a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes, "But I have my own pursuits. You know, I'm not a puppet who accepts any kind of life others give me. I have my own desires. If he can't accept all of me… but don't worry, I'll convince him!"
