Rong Yan's heart warmed. She really didn't expect Liancheng Yazhi to still think about the red packet that she had casually mentioned the other day. Her complaints about him suddenly decreased a lot, and even the pain on her collarbone felt a lot less.
"Alright, I'll be waiting." Rong Yan's lips curled up.
I'm leaving. It's cold outside. Go in quickly. Liancheng Yazhi said.
Rong Yan nodded, waved at him, and ran into the house with her hand on her neck.
liancheng yazhi watched rong yan's figure disappear from the door before he said to secretary zhou, " "Let's go," he said.
Secretary Zhou glanced at Liancheng Yazhi's face and saw that his smile had disappeared. With his indifferent expression and cold eyes, Secretary Zhou could not tell what he was thinking at the moment.
Secretary Zhou opened the car door and quickly got in. The car quickly started and drove out of the Liancheng old house.
