Lu Heting looked funny in this way.
Yet he seemed calm and sincere.
Su Bei, in turn, pursed her lips to conceal a smile but couldn't help feeling a little disappointed as she didn't get to see the picture in his wallet.
Nevertheless, she wasn't in a hurry. There was still time.
She thought it was safer to find out the truth on her own than to listen to what he had to say anyway.
"Good night, Mr. Lu." Standing up, Su Bei walked towards the master bedroom.
After a long time, Lu Heting said in a low voice, "Good night."
The master bedroom door was closed. Although the girl's slim figure and bright smile were nowhere near his sight anymore, he could still conjure up her image before his eyes.
Compared to the eighteen-year-old unripe girl, she had grown more charming with age, like a green fruit that had become sweeter and unforgettable as it matured.
'Su Bei, we have all the time in the world, ' he thought to himself.
