During the year-end festivities, most people have the rare chance to indulge in their free time, eating, drinking, and playing to their heart's content.
Ever since Tang Wan found out that if Qi Zeyan didn't slick back his hair, his hairstyle would essentially be the same as Mongkey's, she just couldn't look him straight in the eye.
"What's the matter? You've been staring at me," Qi Zeyan asked, puzzled.
If she had been single and not seeing Jiang Jinsang, he might have thought her gaze was filled with affection, but Qi Zeyan found it odd; why on earth was she staring at him!
"Nothing," Tang Wan coughed.
"Right, Xiaoruan went back, right?" Qi Zeyan suddenly seemed to remember Ruan Mengxi.
"Yeah, Xiaowu and I sent her back. It's already the 29th, and many people have taken off for the holiday. She left a bit late."
