Boarding
Editor: Atlas Studios
His sisters, on the other hand, were filled with pride. When they saw that Ye Xuan's luggage was neatly arranged and filled with their masterpieces, they gave each other a thumbs up, acknowledging one another as exquisite beauties.
Only Ye Xuan looked at the heavy luggage and his heart became heavy. A great doctor's words suddenly appeared in his heart: "The pessimism of humans is not interlinked. I only think that they are noisy."
Thus, he dragged his heavy body to the balcony and shared a rocking chair with his father, Ye Hongliang. As he rocked, he looked at the scenery outside the balcony and took two sips of hot tea. He was extremely satisfied.
After a while, Ye Xuan took out his phone and opened WeChat to send Liu Yanran a message.
[I'm preparing to go to Tianjing. You go first. I'll be there tomorrow.]