The next day, Lin Xiao Feng woke up early and stood in front of his wardrobe for a long time.
He was someone who would never get tired of wearing the same style over and over again. Long black pants and light-colored shirts were something he usually wore.
Now that he was staring into his wardrobe, Lin Xiao Feng wondered why he did not have a variety of styles in his wardrobe. Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Xiao Feng had no other choice but to pick the style he often wore.
When he walked down the stairs, Lin Xiao Feng ran into his mother in the living room.
Song Luan gave her son a look over and smiled. "You're going out?"
"Mhm…" Lin Xiao Feng nodded.
"With An Nuan?" The smile on her face stretched wider.
Yesterday, her son already mentioned that he was taking An Nuan out for lunch to discuss some matters. Song Luan thought that it was interesting how her son was in a good mood now that he was going out with An Nuan.
