Sunbeams shone through the windows, enveloping a pair with its warmth.
However, despite this, the air around this pair was frigid.
"Do say if you want to work with me. Of Ziming's friends, only you probably understand my personality."
She smiled at the man. Her face was illuminated by the sun's golden beams, but her expression remained extremely frigid.
This lady was supposed to be known for her nobility and elegance.
However, looking at the apathy and coldness on her face, one would think that it fit her more.
"Hur. Don't you think that your plans are rather… mediocre?"
Fu Mingxuan put down the cup he was rubbing zealously and looked up at her.
"If the collaboration you want is for those plans, then I've really been overestimating you all these years."
He chuckled and lazily leaned against the chair, looking very different from the cultured and gentle person he usually was.
