In the frigid winter, a steaming hotpot is doubtlessly the best delicacy.
The two of them rolled up their sleeves and ate until they were drenched in sweat; in the end, unsurprisingly, they were both stuffed.
Upon leaving the hotpot restaurant, night had already fallen outside, but the nearby mall was brightly lit, with several landmark buildings in view. Their giant screens flickered with multicolored neon lights.
She couldn't help but recall the shocking scene when Chi Jingxuan proposed. Qin Yuji, full of tender feelings, hooked her arm through Chi Jingxuan's and leaned on him.
Following her gaze, he knew what she was thinking. A gentle look also appeared on Chi Jingxuan's face.
Their warm moment was disrupted by the sudden ring of a cell phone.
Seeing that familiar yet foreign landline number on the screen, Qin Yuji frowned slightly; after a long moment, she looked up at Chi Jingxuan and said, "It's a call from the Qin family."
