His way of relaxing included going to nightclubs, drinking, and hanging out with friends; sometimes, it also meant coming here.
Feng Yanyan looked at him and couldn't help but remember the past. There was a graduation ceremony where she had to perform a piano piece, and she had called him at midnight to ask whether she should wear a white dress or a red one the next day.
At that time, he seemed to be studying abroad. Woken up in the middle of the night, he still spoke to her gently, "Yanyan, you look good in anything, but I think a white dress suits you better."
In the blink of an eye, time had passed, and Yan Nansheng was already twenty-seven years old, having taken on the responsibilities of the entire family several years ago, while she was just a college student who had just entered university.
Even though she had once thought of learning about business so that she could help him in his career in the future, she now realized that she couldn't keep up with his pace.
