Han Li with a proper attitude

Yawning, Ling Pingan looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.

It was already half past ten.

He looked at the web page on his computer and shook his head. "I've been reading novels for a whole day without realizing!"

"It's been a long time since I've read books like this!"

"Awesome!" He stretched lazily, stood up, and walked to the door.

It was foggy outside again.

Ling Pingan scratched his head. He didn't quite understand why it was foggy at night in Jiangcheng City recently.

Just as he was about to close the door, he saw a familiar figure walking toward him in the thick fog.

"It's the customer from last time!" Ling Pingan remembered.

It was the customer who loved cosplay but had a conflict with the elders in the family.

"I wonder how her communication with her elders went? "Ling pingan thought. "I wonder if she managed to convince the elders?"