The hotel terrace was bitterly cold in the early morning.
Zhang Yang, naturally, felt nothing. He simply strolled onto the terrace, took a deep breath, and savored Tongzhou's fresh, crisp morning air.
Not far away, a figure with a high ponytail stood by the railing, head lowered and shoulders slightly hunched.
She seemed somewhat melancholy.
The moment Zhang Yang appeared, the girl seemed to notice him. With her back turned, she hurriedly put on a mask, looking eager to leave.
Zhang Yang paid it no mind. He lit a cigarette and began puffing away.
"Young... Young Master Zhang?"
A timid voice suddenly sounded beside him.
"Hm?" Zhang Yang glanced over casually. It was the girl who had been about to hurry off the terrace.
She had her hair in a high ponytail. Though she wore a mask, those doe-like eyes looked somewhat familiar.
Who else could it be but Ouyang Feifei?
"Ouyang Feifei?"
"Young Master Zhang, you're up so early." Ouyang Feifei hesitated before gently taking off her mask, revealing a fresh-faced, natural look.
Only, her doe-like eyes seemed a little red.
"Couldn't sleep, so I got up for a walk." Zhang Yang smiled at her. "What about you? Why are you on the terrace so early? Morning exercise?"
"No, I just came out to get some air," Ouyang Feifei said softly.
"By the way, you did very well at last night's concert. Congratulations." Zhang Yang offered his sincere congratulations, but noticed that Ouyang Feifei's gaze dimmed even further.
"Big Sister Chu Xi performed even better," Ouyang Feifei said sourly.
Zhang Yang immediately laughed.
He knew it.
No one could possibly remain perfectly calm and unaffected by that.
It had been her concert, and she had been the star of the show. Yet in the end, she had merely made