"Old Xin, let me tell you, my spouse is praising me nonstop these days for making the wise decision to transfer Niuniu to Dorami Kindergarten, or else we wouldn't have such delightful culinary options now, don't you agree!"
Wan Zhenhong was sharing this cheerful family snippet while walking, brimming with pride over his family's decision, completely oblivious to Xin Jinghui's silence.
It wasn't until he habitually turned his head wanting to continue chatting with Xin Jinghui that he noticed the empty space beside him, and a wave of confusion rose in his heart.
Huh?
Where's Old Xin?
How did he just vanish out of the blue?
He quickly stopped in his tracks, looked back, and tried to spot Xin Jinghui's figure in the crowd.
Finally, his gaze fixed at a spot not far away. Xin Jinghui was standing there, eyes closed, brow furrowed, seemingly lost in some profound thought.
