They were chatting and walking.
With every arrogant gesture, they radiated an imposing aura.
From business to military, from military to international affairs...
In the end, they lazily lay down under the sun umbrellas, sipped their fine red wine while watching from afar Chenxing and Anzhen, who were frolicking and chasing each other on the beach. They shared a glance and started to laugh silently.
"It seems they're having more fun than us."
At this moment, one of the girls in the distance, due to carelessness, fell flat on her face with a loud thud.
Tian Junhao lightly tapped his head and excused himself with a soft "Excuse me", quickly striding towards the girl who had fallen on the beach, his steps becoming faster and faster.
"Are you hurt?" His voice was firm, yet, hidden beneath it were notes of tenderness.
An Zhen frowned, "It hurts."