Snow whirled over River Dam.
When Shang Zhengyu spotted Jiang Ning, his expression darkened. Mainly because Jiang Ning had gotten too close to his sister.
In contrast to Shang Zhengyu, Shang Caiwei was startled when she heard the voices. She lifted her tiny face, her timid expression carrying a hint of familiarity. "You're here too?"
Jiang Ning laughed. "We live here."
Shang Zhengyu casually cut in, "Yueyue, where's the restaurant you mentioned?"
Bi Yue had been watching nervously. Seeing that Shang Zhengyu was not familiar with Jiang Ning and the others, she finally relaxed.
Bi Yue forced a smile and introduced it. "A little farther ahead. I had the owner prepare a free-range chicken, all bought from the countryside. They haven't eaten any feed or been given hormones—genuine free-range chickens. The fish were caught from their own fish pond too."
Shang Zhengyu gave a slight nod, his expression calm.
He was not yet thirty. When his game project had exploded in popularity last year, he too had once spent lavishly in pursuit of all kinds of food, often directly booking the best restaurants in the country and even having ingredients specially flown in from abroad.
He had tasted plenty long ago. Still, thinking of his younger sister beside him, Shang Zhengyu reached out and rubbed her head. She was still so thin and frail. That was good.
Shang Zhengyu had come here for two reasons. First, he wanted to bring his sister somewhere nicer to eat. Second, he wanted to reconnect with old friends from the past. After all, they had not seen each other in years and rarely had the chance to keep in touch.
He rather felt the loneliness of standing too high.
The group gradually vanished into the wind and snow.
Chuchu returned home, tidied herself