On the rooftop, Zhang Jingdong once again experienced the joy of childhood.
He didn't expect Song Yunshan not only agreed to his first request but also to his second one.
Though Song Yunshan felt a bit ashamed, having been strictly brought up, she felt she was now even more wayward than those girls who had early romances at school.
But seeing Zhang Jingdong so incredibly happy, she felt a hint of indescribable relief in her heart.
And indeed, as Zhang Jingdong said, it was something quite delightful.
As the two were enjoying their sweet moments, Hu Ling, at the end of East Street, made an incredibly stylish drift to park the car steadily by the roadside.
"Yes!"
She had practiced this move over thirty times and now could almost replicate Zhang Jingdong's level.
She was thrilled for a while, but her eyes suddenly dimmed.
Because she thought about how likely it was that Zhang Jingdong and Song Yunshan were somewhere being affectionate.
