A remark that wasn't particularly familiar once again deeply pierced Luo Tong's heart.
Thinking about it now, it's indeed laughable.
She had considered Ning Chenyang as, apart from her foster father, the closest person to her. No, an even closer person than her foster father. She had shared everything about herself with him.
Yet, in his mind, she was merely someone he wasn't familiar with.
"Enough! I don't want to discuss this matter with you anymore." Luo Tong said, feeling agitated, as she habitually reached into her bag for a cigarette.
She doesn't remember when she learned to smoke.
But when feeling agitated, smoking a cigarette quickly helps her calm down.
Ning Chenyang, seeing her adeptly lighting a cigarette and smoking, couldn't help but furrow his brows: "You're smoking? That's not something a girl should do."
"Then tell me what girls should do?" Luo Tong took a deep drag on her cigarette and blew it towards Ning Chenyang's face.
