For Cheng Zhu, the counselor was serious and ascetic, full of taboos.
The female painter was a Water Baby with exceptional talent and a unique physique.
As for the photographer Ye Zi, two words—perfect fit!
Her cooperation was the highest. She didn't even need you to do anything.
She could take care of you all by herself.
Once Cheng Zhu opened up the "pattern," he naturally started to "build his career."
After lying back down on the big bed, Cheng Zhu looked down at her and asked, "Are you taking a high-speed train or a plane back home?"
"Plane," Ye Zi said.
"Did you buy the ticket?" Cheng Zhu asked.
"Yeah, the plane the day after tomorrow," Ye Zi said. "I want to go back early to see my grandma."
Now, there was still some time until New Year's Eve. Ye Zi going back the day after tomorrow was indeed quite early.
"It's to Guizhou Province, right?" Cheng Zhu asked.
"Yeah."
