Lifting her gaze to the lake, its surface shimmered, and a couple of boats leisurely passed by, tourists speaking in various accents occasionally walked by. It added to the tourist city's flavor.
The two of them walked and laughed, enjoying an indescribable comfort.
After getting tired, they sat down on a bench, with Sun Xiaorui snuggling close to Chen Feng, her head resting on his shoulder.
Together, they watched the sparkling surface of East Lake. Even though the cold wind blew, they both felt warm inside.
After a while, Sun Xiaorui finally asked, "How's the art store you opened doing? I heard from Lin Wan that you've been buying a lot but haven't sold anything yet—aren't you worried about a loss?"
