That was exactly what Su Chen had in mind. He had no desire to go inside and be a third wheel, and besides, his dad didn't seem to be in any serious trouble. "Alright, let's go to the stairwell!"
As they reached the stairwell, Yin Zheng was just about to pull a cigarette out of his pocket when he saw Su Chen produce a white pack with a red star on it. Yin Zheng's eyes instantly widened.
He smacked his lips, a complex look in his eyes, and asked, "Su... Su Chen, are those..."
"These? A friend from the Imperial Capital gave them to me!" Su Chen said, handing one to Yin Zheng.
Yin Zheng took it and held it under his nose for a sniff, nodding with a look of pure bliss. "Yep, that's the smell. I'd remember it even after all these years!"
Seeing Yin Zheng's blissful expression, Su Chen said with a smile, "Want a couple more?"
