132. Life is full of melodrama (second update)

The dinner was still the two dishes and a soup that Fu Hengyi had prepared. Perhaps because she had been painting for quite a while in the afternoon, Shen Qinglan had a good appetite that evening and ate quite a lot.

To prevent her from overeating, after dinner, Fu Hengyi took her for a walk in their upscale community in Beijing. The residents here were all quite well-off, and several people greeted Shen Qinglan along the way. Having lived here for a few months, she often encountered the residents during her morning jogs. She would usually respond to their greetings, and over time, became acquainted with a few people.

"I didn't expect you to know more people here than me," Fu Hengyi teased.

Shen Qinglan smiled faintly, but said nothing.

Fu Hengyi held her hand; his was warm, unlike Shen Qinglan's, which were always cold in the winter.