After leaving the neighborhood and checking the time, it was past midnight. By now, Lin Feifei had probably already gone to bed. Returning so late made Tangyu feel somewhat embarrassed; after all, it wasn't his own house, and he couldn't be too casual. The feeling of living under someone else's roof truly wasn't very pleasant. Even though it might be a luxury villa, there would still be many inconvenient restrictions. Unfortunately, Lin Feifei wasn't willing to fully cooperate with her treatment. Otherwise, her illness could have been cured quickly.
If that were the case, he wouldn't have any ties holding him back, and could move out.
"A golden house, a silver house, is not as good as one's own doghouse," so goes the saying.
Shaking his head and preparing to hail a cab to return, his phone suddenly rang. It was Liu Shanshan calling. What did she want at such a late hour?
