After returning home, Ye Chen placed Zhang Yantong at the bedside. Unknowingly, it was already dusk; in November, the sky at this hour was already dark. Ye Chen glanced at Zhang Yantong at the bedside and sighed helplessly, saying, "Ah, why do you bother with this? How can one person change this society?"
Zhang Yantong at the bedside was still deeply asleep, her cheeks flushed, resembling two ripe apples. Long eyelashes, delicate nose bridge, and a mouth red like cherries. Unable to resist, Ye Chen leaned down and kissed her red lips. For some reason, this woman made Ye Chen feel a pang of heartache.
After sitting beside Zhang Yantong for a while, Ye Chen stood up and took out a can of beer and a portion of peanuts from the refrigerator. He turned on the TV.
The TV was filled overwhelmingly with news about Yan Bu'Er; however, it was all good news about him.
