It was six thirty right now. She stood up and took a casual stroll on the main streets.
There was a fountain with a female statue in front of her. The fountain was not switched on, and she stood before the statue as she looked at it for a few seconds.
Swoosh! Suddenly, some water droplets hit her face. She ducked back, but many drops of water still drenched her face.
She stretched her hand out to wipe her face.
Out of nowhere, a large, clean hand stretched over, and a clean white handkerchief was passed to her.
She froze before turning her gaze over to look over. "Ye Ziyi…"
"Yeah, it is me. Wipe your face. It is cold at night. Don't catch a cold." Ye Ziyi had a warm smile on his face as he spoke.
"Oh, thank you." Leng Zhiyuan took the handkerchief and wiped the beads of water on her face dry. She turned her gaze over to the side and asked, "Your younger sister Ye Xiaotao's matters, did you find out about them?"
