The visitor was Lin Qingyun. She wore a black shawl over a bodycon skirt, paired with white knee-high boots, looking unbelievably stunning.
Looking at Zhao Dong, she said indifferently, "I came to see your uncle and auntie."
"Not to see me?"
A blush colored her pretty face. "Seeing you was just a bonus."
Zhao Dong chuckled, knowing she was too stubborn to admit it. Glancing at the health supplements on the table outside, he gave a wry smile.
"Why do you bring so much every time you visit? You're being too formal."
Lin Qingyun replied coolly, "They're for your parents. What's it to you?"
She was clearly concerned, but her words were always aloof and biting. Naturally, Zhao Dong wouldn't get upset with her.
Her gaze shifted to the room behind Zhao Dong. "Is that your room back there?"
"Yeah. Want to take a look?"
"Sure."
Zhao Dong stepped aside, and Lin Qingyun walked in. Seeing the small, shabby room, she frowned slightly.
