The next day, when Wu Mengting woke up, Chen Feng was no longer by her side.
She reached out and touched the spot next to her, felt there was still a trace of warmth, and couldn't help feeling a sweet gush in her heart.
Right then, Chen Feng was out jogging in the compound. After a few laps he was drenched in sweat; estimating he'd run five or six kilometers, he slowly came to a stop, walking and panting as he headed home.
Just at this moment, a car slowed down not far from him, then the window rolled down and someone inside greeted him, "Chen Feng, up early to work out?"
Chen Feng took a look and saw it was actually Sun Yanhong. He couldn't help frowning, but since they did technically know each other, and seeing her smiling broadly, he just nodded in response, without slowing his pace, continuing to walk toward his own place.
He had no intention whatsoever of stopping to chat with her.
