After dinner, Fu Yisheng drove Lu Qingqing home.
They got out of the car to walk the rest of the distance to the Ning Family mansion, thinking of it as a way to digest their meal.
Of course, more important than the walk was that it extended their time together.
The view from the mountaintop was beautiful, and with a turn of the head, they could overlook the night scene of Victoria Harbor.
The cool breeze was bracing, making their cheeks slightly chilled.
"I have a business trip tomorrow, to Mingzhu City, and I probably won't be back for about ten days. What should I do?" Fu Yisheng, holding his girlfriend's hand, seemed especially unwilling to part, "Every minute and every second we're apart feels like an eternity."
"We have plenty of time for each other; work is more important. You carry the future of countless families on your shoulders."
