Qiu Tong was sitting on a park bench outside the villa.
Two stray cats rubbed against her ankles and jumped onto Qiu Tong's lap coquettishly, waiting for her to gently scratch their bellies.
Their adorable expressions gradually relaxed Qiu Tong, and a smile appeared on her face.
Thinking of Jin Yang and Song Yan, who were always arguing with each other at home, Qiu Tong felt a headache coming on. She even regretted making the decision to marry Jin Yang.
Now, not only was the matter not resolved, it had become even more troublesome than before.
It was getting late. Qiu Tong had brought two cans of cat food from the convenience store and she placed them on the ground. She was about to go home when she saw a bent old man in front of her. He stood beside the trash can and rummaged through it with difficulty. In the next second, he suddenly held his head and swayed as he fell to the side of the road.