Luo Ziling and Ouyang Feifei left the hotel at eleven o'clock in the evening.
"When will you come over tomorrow?" As they walked out of the room, Ouyang Feifei asked softly and suggested, "Why not join us for lunch or dinner? Watching the snow scene from the glass room should be quite delightful."
There was a room within Ouyang Feifei's villa, surrounded by transparent walls.
This room was rarely used. But now that it was snowing, Ouyang Feifei suddenly thought of a use for it. Sitting in the transparent glass room, having a little drink while watching the falling snowflakes or enjoying the snowy landscape around, the experience would be rather nice.
Seeing Ouyang Feifei looking at him with hopeful eyes, Luo Ziling ultimately couldn't bear to refuse.
After thinking for a while, Luo Ziling said, "How about noon? I'll come over and have lunch with you. It's dark in the evening, and no matter how beautiful the snow scene outside, it won't be clear."
