The dinner was rich and included a steaming hotpot. As Nian Junting took a seat, Leng Shuangwei smiled at him and said, "Junting, aren't you always underdressed? We haven't seen each other in a few years. Why are you dressing so warmly now? I just noticed that you're wearing Uggs."
"Um, because I'm afraid of the cold now," Nian Junting responded blandly.
Luosang, who was sitting beside him and eating, paused for a second. Usually, Nian Junting would shamelessly tell everyone that she had made him wear those Uggs, but just now…
She was a little uncomfortable, but as she gave it some thought, she felt that she could understand. Leng Shuangwei had done nothing wrong that had caused her and Nian Junting to break up. She was a victim, same as Nian Junting. Therefore, it was understandable that Nian Junting did not brag about his new relationship in front of her.
"Here, let's have some wine." Mr. Feng stood up and prepared to pour wine for everybody.
