The autumn sun hung overhead, and a faint fragrance of osmanthus drifted along the Fengyi River.
Xie Jinhuan stood outside a two-story building in a white brocade robe, a malt candy reduced to its bare stick between his lips, his eyes rather helpless.
After all, he had already lost count of how many times he had come here without finding anyone.
Could he have gone to the Lin Household to look for him again? Ye Hongshang stood beside him, not carrying her little parasol, but leaning against the door with her arms crossed. Her red dress was still fiery, her beauty peerless, but the sleeves on her crossed arms had slipped down a little, revealing her fair wrists.
A red jade bracelet now adorned her wrist, a golden dragon coiling within it, so beautiful it hardly seemed a thing of the mortal world...
Well~ A Piao and her damned competitive streak.
Xie Jinhuan had certainly thought of his Ghost Wife, but if he bought A Piao jewelry, he could only wear it on his own head. There really was no way to give it to her.
After they had waited like this for a long time, Ye Hongshang glanced aside first.
"Oh my~ It seems the young lady doesn't want to see you."
Xie Jinhuan turned to look and saw a black shadow flash past the autumn-steeped riverbank, vanishing behind the building. He immediately turned and knocked.
Knock, knock~
Rattle...
The sound of a sliding door opening came from the second floor, followed by footsteps drawing closer overhead. The window swung open,
revealing that imposing, icy face, brows shifting slightly, eyes like a cold, aloof female CEO looking at the blond punk who had tricked her into a rented room yesterday.
"What are you doing here?"
Xie Jinhuan raised his