That evening.
The hot pot restaurant incident concluded smoothly, and Chen Feng declined Mr. Li's offer to drive him home.
After all, his residential area was quite far, while the other party lived nearby and had a house assigned by the institute.
Then, waving goodbye to Chen Yun, he walked towards the bus stop again.
Tap, tap!
His footsteps echoed, cars came and went on the tarmac road under the night sky, lights constantly flashing in front of him.
Behind the bus stop, on a small path, people were walking and chatting, and faint music from square dancing could be heard in the distance.
"Did you hear that Old Zhou's daughter got into the Inspection Bureau?"
"Indeed, their ancestral tomb must be emitting green smoke now, Old Zhou's family has finally gained some prestige."
"Eh, people really can't be compared, no idea what will happen to that good-for-nothing in my family."
"Hey, I have an idea for you."
"What?"
