Feng Huaijin's heart was in turmoil, the overwhelming sense of helplessness and worry wildly spread in his heart. This feeling was something he rarely experienced in over twenty years, making him extremely uneasy.
Xu Fuhai, who had taken a fall when getting out of the car, finally managed to catch up.
The young man recalled, "I didn't get a clear look, but it was a young girl who was quite beautiful. Today she was wearing a light yellow down jacket, didn't look chubby, and wasn't short."
Xu Fuhai, hearing this, was overjoyed!
"A light yellow down jacket? Wonderful! Wonderful!" Xu Fuhai almost jumped with excitement.
"That girl, Xiao Shuang, only likes wearing black and white clothes. She hates pink, yellow, and green, says they're too girly and she prefers something cooler." Xu Fuhai's heart instantly calmed down, extremely relieved.
Last time when he bought her a water blue dress, Shen Shuang tossed it into her wardrobe without wearing it once, and even criticized his taste.
