The next day, Zheng Tan heard while out and about that someone had dropped dead on a certain street, reportedly in the middle of a phone call, never to get up again. By the time the ambulance arrived, the person had long since passed away.
Zheng Tan didn't feel too much upon hearing this news, just thought that street was quite close to where he had been the day before. Besides that, he didn't give it much more thought and continued on with his life as usual.
Zheng Tan took a stroll around the lakeside villa, Feng Baikin had graduated, but he had decided to start a business in Chuhua City, setting up a game development studio.
Mr. Jiao, since his kids were rarely at home now, didn't find the 70-some-square-meter house crowded at all. In fact, it felt emptier, and he didn't think about moving to the villa side at least for the next three years. Feng Baikin was quite accustomed to living there, so the lease was renewed. It was just that Zheng Tan went there less often now.
