Qiao Xiaoyan learned a lot of things from Zhuo Yufeng's mouth.
One afternoon, the weather was nice, with clouds floating continuously in the sky.
Qiao Xiaoyan sat on the beach by the sea. Zhuo Yufeng handed her a cup of coffee, "I added chocolate, as Old Song specially instructed."
Qiao Xiaoyan silently took it, and Zhuo Yufeng sat beside her, "Old Song said you have high standards for quality of life. He'll take any random coffee just to stay awake, but you like it brewed slowly and rich, with a bit of pure chocolate. Xiaoyan, I know you're doing well with Bai Ye now, but there are some things I still want to say. Are you willing to listen?"
"Of course!" Qiao Xiaoyan nodded.
