Lin Gantang fled as though there was a hungry wolf hot on her heels.
Wen Yanqing looked at her retreating figure and lowered his eyes and chuckled. He stroked the corner of his lips.
After breakfast, the snow outside had not stopped.
The weather station issued a forecast of heavy snow.
Lin Gantang checked online. The neighboring H City had already issued a snowstorm warning signal. Traveling was inconvenient, and the original plan of a short trip was ruined.
But it didn't matter. Wen Yanqing was still by her side. Lin Gantang turned from the window to look at Wen Yanqing and smiled sweetly.
Lin Zhaonan didn't go to the office either. The snow outside was a little deep.
Mr. Lin had an appointment with an old friend today, but he canceled it now. The whole family stayed at home - Jiang Tongtong was watching a drama; Mr. Lin dragged a depressed Lin Zhaonan to play chess with him; Wen Yanqing was making tea with a faint smile.
