Eat egg fried rice at 528

Xiang Wenxin and Liu Zhizhong turned their heads at the sound, with vastly different reactions.

Seeing Xiang Wenhua wearing a beautiful top-of-the-line outdoor ice silk fishing suit, the kind with a blue base and white clouds pattern, of medium build, about one meter seventy in height, he stood with an ice-cold face at the doorway.

He was quite handsome, with a square face, chiseled features, and appeared rather thin overall.

His eyes lacked any shimmer, very cold and deep.

This expression, it was akin to someone who had withdrawn from the secular world.

Liu Zhizhong was sizing him up, and he was sizing up Liu Zhizhong in return.

He hadn't expected him to return so quickly.

As soon as he returned, his sister and Liu Zhizhong had already met, talk about awkward, right?

Liu Zhizhong's lips moved, but he had no idea what to say now, yet he stood up out of courtesy, putting down his wine glass.