Capital City, Four Seasons Hotel
The afternoon sun was warm, and Liang Qiu had picked a spot by the window where he could soak up some rays, with a kitten lying on his belly.
One person and one cat, lazily basking in the sun.
Under the guidance of a waiter, Liang Chun came in and immediately saw Liang Qiu's demeanor, causing the corner of his mouth to twitch.
"Liang Qiu." Liang Chun frowned, and even his refined gold-rimmed glasses couldn't conceal his disdain.
Liang Qiu slowly opened his eyes: "Oh, brother! What wind blew you here!"
The corner of Liang Chun's mouth twitched again.
"Sunbathing in winter is the best." Liang Qiu yawned, stretched his arms, and finally changed his posture—still improper, not only did Liang Qiu cross his legs, but he also shook his foot, a true symbol of a debauched loafer.
"Your store must be operating at a loss, right?" Liang Chun glanced around and found only a few customers.
