He couldn't tell if it was because the mechanical watch was rather heavy or some other reason, but when Bo Yan placed the face of the watch down on the table, the sound was somewhat loud.
Qin Baizhou sat on the sofa and looked up.
Bo Yan also happened to have just set the watch down and looked down as well.
For the first time, the gazes of the two men met.
Qin Baizhou had that kind of demeanor where, even when he was scolding you, his face would still carry a gentle smile, and he usually chose his words with elegance. After all, he studied literature, so his rhetorical skills were formidable. Sometimes, even after he'd scolded you, if you didn't listen carefully, you might even think he was praising you. Only later, upon closer reflection, would you sense his true intentions.
Though he had made a name for himself over the years, he still carried the cautious and humble attitude he had developed while rising from the lower strata of society.
