he was already cold, and now he frowned, with a sense of pressure that was hard to get close to.,before the evening, Chen Xing sent a message telling her that he had to work overtime and that dinner would be delivered to her. There was no need to wait for him.,at eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Hong made an appointment with Chen Xing. As soon as he arrived at the hotel, he met his daughter Zhou Luo.。