"Wanwan, there's an urgent matter I need to deal with."
"Okay!"
His eyes brimming with apology, Lu Changchuan hastily said his goodbyes and turned to leave.
The living room became quiet.
The night sky above was dark and profound, with a crescent moon suspended mid-air, resembling a banana boat.
On the table within reach, the bright red and plump crabs emitted an enticing aroma.
Ye Wan curved her lips into a smile: What a wonderful night!
Checking the time, it was evening in Paris at this hour.
Ye Wan made a video call there.
"Wanwan..."
The moment the video connected, Tang Mulin couldn't help but point behind him with a smile, "Quick, isn't it beautiful?"
The setting sun dyed half the sky orange-red.
Bathed in the glow of the sunset, the Eiffel Tower appeared even more majestic and spectacular.
The sunset was beautiful.
The tower was even more beautiful.
But Ye Wan slowly shook her head, "Not as beautiful as my Tangtang!"
