"Qingcang, you are such a sweet talker..." Ye Tianxin said softly and blushed.
Ye Tianxin's voice was soft and light like a feather floating into Li Qingcang's heart. He felt a tingling sensation as he was soaked in happiness.
"Tianxin, I'll bring you to visit someone."
"Who?"
Ye Tianxin was curious. It was already very late. Where would he bring her? Who could that person be?
Li Qingcang sounded very mysterious. "You'll know when we get there."
Ye Tianxin pouted playfully. Li Qingcang looked at her fondly and smiled.
When the show was over, Fu Yuzhu removed the makeup on Ye Tianxin's face. The couple then left in Li Qingcang's car.
The weather was usually harsher towards the end of the year. The snow was abundant during that time of the year.
It was already snowing when they left the national theater. The performers were packing up and starting to leave after the rehearsal.
