A million dollars once became a courier, delivering something and then flying away contentedly, returning to Haicheng.
Bai Chuwei sat at her desk, opening and closing the little box like playing a game, looping the action over and over again.
She curved her lips into a smile and made a phone call.
The man's voice came through the wireless with a unique taste, deep as water, "Do you like it?"
Bai Chuwei's eyes curved with delight, "I like it. Hanhan, did you happen to see the spy report that Duan Xingye sent you?"
Tonight was a social event, and quite a few boys and girls had already made confessions to her using microphones, although by now she hadn't remembered the faces of those youngsters.
Duan Feihan fell silent, his ears reddening slightly as he was hit where it hurt.
Bai Chuwei chuckled, cajoling softly, "Hanhan, I have said before, if I am to consider a dao companion, you would be the first I'd think of."
