Without another word, he turned and left quietly, throwing the half-brick in his hand back into the grass.
He used to be a sucker for love, until that scoundrel of a woman deceived him both in feelings and money, disappearing into the vast sea of people, leaving no trace to this day.
"The silhouette looks so familiar..."
Li Qing mumbled to himself, unsure if he felt regret or relief, patting the dust off his hands.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw Chen Chencheng standing elegantly at the entrance of the hotpot restaurant, staring wide-eyed at Li Qing's series of actions.
Chen Chencheng: "What were you doing just now?"
Li Qing replied calmly: "Just saying hi to an acquaintance."
"Saying hi to someone with a brick?"
"It's traditional culture, none of your business!"
Chen Chencheng chuckled lightly and shook her head. Seeing Li Qing was about to leave, she called out, "Are you going to walk back?"
