While talking, Song Baiyan felt an itch in his throat.
It was a sign of his craving for cigarettes.
He pushed open the car door, planning to smoke half a cigarette before anyone arrived, but just as he stood beside the sedan, a slim figure came running from afar.
Song Baiyan, still holding the car door, shifted his gaze over.
Tang Li used her card to open the door access system.
In mid-April, with the temperature gradually rising and the weather being unusual these past few days, she wore just a sleeveless T-shirt and capri jeans under a cardigan, donned a pair of garden shoes, and hurried out like that.
Seeing the sedan by the road and Song Baiyan standing there, Tang Li couldn't help but smile and ran straight towards him.
On the tree-lined path, the man wore only a shirt, yet his mature charm made her feel affectionate.
