There was also Dayong.
Ji Heng liked to listen to the radio, he didn't have a TV at home.
Next to him, Xu Nanjing reacted quickly, "Little sister Bai Lian, I brought..."
Before he could finish, he saw Jiang Fulai standing beside him with the car keys, tall and elegant, watching him with a calm and lofty presence, his eyes cold and proud as if nothing had changed from before.
But Xu Nanjing could sense a hint of lethal intent spilling from those light-colored eyes.
He forcefully changed the subject, "My big brother Jiang, he has a great eye for selecting TVs."
Jiang Fulai left without him, and Xu Nanjing stood there alone, forlorn, watching the black car disappear into the distance, he stroked his chin, "What TV to watch on Sunday?"
He was not familiar with entertainment, so he took out his smartphone to consult with Xiao Bingwen.
