Zhui Feng...
It's been a long time since she heard that name; she thought Shang Yu would just leave him in Parma to fend for himself.
The man ended the call, his thin lips pressed together, his gaze sharp and piercing.
Li Qiao looped her finger through his, and asked casually, "Is the issue with Parma resolved?"
"Yeah, almost," Shang Yu said as he poured her a cup of tea, "Are you going to Cloud City tomorrow?"
Li Qiao hummed a confirmation, "I'm going to see Xia Lao Wu, should be back by evening."
Without waiting for the man to respond, she inquired, "Are you free?"
Shang Yu's brows rose slightly, his dark eyes locked onto Li Qiao as if analyzing the meaning behind her question.
Li Qiao scratched at the wisps of hair by her temple, returning his gaze with an open face, "Cloud City is quite close to Suhang Longhuai."
The Suhang Longhuai area in golden autumn, I've heard, has quite a unique scenery.
