Tong Yiqing looked at him and called out the name that was deeply engraved in her heart. The corners of her eyes became moist.
"I'm Xiaoqing, don't you recognize me after a year of absence?"
He still has short black hair, a white shirt under a black windbreaker, and the collar of the shirt is slightly open, revealing his fair and jade-like skin.
Thick eyebrows, a pair of deep and lively eyes, a high bridge of nose, and thin lips as pale as water.
"Are you really Xiaoqing?" Wen Zeyu couldn't believe it. "Why have you changed so much after being abroad for one year?"
"It's a long story. It's cold outside. Let's talk about it when we come in." Tong Yiqing waved to him.
In the silent hall.
Wen Zeyu sat on the sofa with a cold face, his bright black eyes as cold and sharp as an eagle.
I saw Tong Yiqing walking out of the kitchen carrying two cups of coffee.
Wen Zeyu's complexion immediately softened.
"Xiao Qing, you have changed a lot after not seeing you for a year."
Wen Zeyu raised his skilled and hearty smile again.
"Of course the changes will be big after losing weight."
Tong Yiqing handed a cup of steaming coffee to Wen Zeyu and sat down next to him.
"The weather is cold, drink some coffee to warm yourself up."
Tong Yiqing would never tell him that she had plastic surgery.
Whether it’s weight loss or plastic surgery, the changes are huge.
Wen Zeyu took the coffee that was handed to him, took a sip and held it in his hands.
"You haven't eaten yet. Come on, I'll treat you to dinner to celebrate your return from abroad."
No matter when he was in front of her, he always wore a very professional and cheerful smile.
There is no trace of falsehood at all.
"Okay, I want to eat Korean food."
Tong Yiqing became energetic as soon as she talked about eating. She had not had any water today and was already hungry.
"Okay, I will listen to Xiaoqing."
The two looked at each other, smiled, and walked out of the hall side by side.
Wen Zeyu opened the car door for her thoughtfully. After she got in the car, he closed the door for her, then walked around the front of the car and returned to the driver's seat.
"Xiaoqing, tomorrow is my birthday."
After the car started moving, the two remained silent.
Wen Zeyu took the lead to break the deadlock a few minutes later.
"I'm planning to have a small party tomorrow, will you come?"