C215 Show Good will

The news of Dengzixiao leaving Z City quickly spread.

At this time, Fuzilan was sharing a breakfast with Zhangxi. Under Zhangxi's somewhat surprised and hopeful gaze, he slowly put down the phone in his hand.

The warm and gentle morning sunlight was like a child who had just opened his eyes. It caressed Fuzilan's face and cast a shadow under his eyelashes. His face was unperturbed