"You don't need to know about this. I'll go over at noon. You should be looking for me regarding this, right?" Chu Ning continued.
"Yes, I'll explain the details to you first. Then, the residents committee of Bifeng District and the people from the city planning bureau will look for you to discuss the specific price."
Over the phone, Lin Jian's words were very vague, but he believed that Chu Ning would understand.
"No problem." Chu Ning hung up the phone after that.
Her expression was as calm as before. She walked lightly from the living room back to her room, closing the door gently and locking it.
Then, she jumped onto the bed and buried her face in the quilt.
Chu Ning's mother had sunned it the previous day, so Chu Ning could now smell not only the fragrance of the lavender detergent, but also the smell of sunlight.
But she felt that something was missing, so the corner of her mouth, buried beneath the quilt, slowly curled up.
