As dusk fell, Luoyu drove Li Qiao back to the Li family villa.
In the living room, Li Guangming and his second brother Li Yan were chatting idly.
Li Qiao greeted them and headed directly to the third floor.
Li Yan watched her back and said sourly, "She goes to find Lao San as soon as she comes back, doesn't even bother to chat with us first."
Li Guangming, craving a smoke, picked up a cigar from the table and stood up, snorting, "What do you have to talk about with Qiaoqiao? Don't go looking for trouble."
Li Yan, inexplicably scolded: "..."
On the third floor, Li San was leaning against the corridor window, smoking.
He was still wearing a long black leather coat that reached his ankles, his legs crossed in front of him. He looked with a complex expression at the pink bedroom, smoking three cigarettes without calming down.
Li Qiao walked over unhurriedly, "Came back this afternoon?"
Li San paused in his smoking, sucked his cheek, and nodded, "Yeah, where are my things?"
