The window of the kitchen can see the small garden outside. Under the parasol, Wang Weixi and Xu Yimo are sitting opposite each other around the round table.
The light coming down near dusk covered them. It was different from Xu Yimo’s well-behaved sitting posture with his hands on his legs. Wang Weixi’s posture was more elegant and gentle. on.
Looking down at a book, his expression was focused, his face was soft, and it was indeed warmer than the sunlight falling on the leaves.
Withdrawing his gaze, Veronica looked at it again and was generous, like Tong and Xin, who were pretty girls, the more they looked, the more they felt that they were right.
“He is the eldest grandson of the Wang family…” Veronica told Tong Yuxin all the information he knew about Wang Weixi, “He may not have a girlfriend.”
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