Xu Zhenyu left.
Wen Xinya sat on the sofa in a daze and watched as the sun gradually set in the West. The Golden-red rays of the setting sun filled the sky and shone into the room through the glass window, reflecting on her fair, delicate face. Her eyes were clear, reflecting the wild vines that filled the courtyard, and the gorgeous and brilliant Chinese roses. It was such a beautiful scene and beauty.
She sighed slightly and her gaze fell on the velvet box in front of her.
She had known Xu Zhenyu for many years, but apart from the Jade hairpin flower that he had given her during her coming-of-age ceremony, he had never given her a present so seriously.
She had expressed her dissatisfaction with him more than once, but he was still the same. As time went by, she got used to it.
Wen Xinya opened the velvet box, revealing the black, silver, yellow, blue, green, and purple ear studs. Under the glow of the setting sun, they glowed with a dazzling glow.
