Another Prediction

On the other end of the line, Qi Zhenbai's face was gloomy. He took out another cigarette from his pocket and lit it. As he took a deep breath, gray-blue smoke curled up.

No one could see the tall man's expression through the layer of smoke.

Qi Hao's hands itched to play games. When he came out to ask his cousin for his phone, he saw his cousin leaning against the wall in the yard outside and smoking.

Because of the light, Qi Hao couldn't see his cousin's expression through the smoke. He only felt that his cousin's face was gloomy, as if he was in a very bad mood.

He hadn't thought much of it earlier, but when he thought of the thick smoke he had smelled on his cousin just now, he wondered how much his cousin had been smoking recently.

But he remembered that his eldest cousin had always been very disciplined and rarely smoked. He was always very concerned about his sister-in-law.

However, his cousin's mood seemed off lately.