Although Wang Zibo's face was a little swollen, he was in a much better mood. Of course, it was also because Chen hansheng was still here.
Once they were alone, Wang Zibo would recall the " bits and pieces " of his time with Huang Hui and would definitely feel terrible again.
However, the interesting thing was that other people's " bits and pieces " were a large number of trivial things in their lives, while Wang Zibo's " bits and pieces " were pitifully few.
"When are you going back?"
Wang Zibo asked. Pure friendship was too wonderful.
"I'll leave after breakfast."
Chen hansheng looked at the time and got out of bed to get dressed.
"Where are we going to eat?" Wang Zibo asked.
Ding Dong, Ding Dong.
Someone was ringing the doorbell.
Chen hansheng went to open the door and said,"breakfast is here."
"Is it convenient to go in now?"
