Tang Huai had walked only a few steps when she heard someone calling her from behind.
She turned around and frowned slightly, it was Peng Dong.
"Dr. Peng," she greeted him.
Peng Dong was wearing a light blue striped shirt on top and a black suit on the bottom, with a pair of leather shoes.
This simple outfit, at this time, was the most masculine and trendy.
Peng Dong was tall with a straight posture, very fitting for wearing shirts and dress pants.
Light blue seemed to suit him well, making him look as young as a twenty-four or twenty-five-year-old guy when he wore a light blue shirt.
Looking at him, no one could tell he was a thirty-three-year-old man.
A thirty-three-year-old man who could make himself look like he's twenty-five, he really knew how to take care of himself.
In Peng Dong's hand was a cup of juice, with a paper cup bearing the logo of Happiness Restaurant.
When Tang Huai turned to look at him, he was sipping the juice through a straw.
