Yunjin Prime Manor…
Song Fengwan was sitting in the front passenger seat. She turned her head to look at Fu Chen, who was standing beside the car. He was wearing a black long robe, and his black hair was fluttering in the cold wind. He was holding the agarwood prayer bead bracelet in his hand, which she had bought for him from the antique marketplace a few days ago.
He kept fiddling with the prayer beads, and he wanted to go over to hug and kiss her. But since Qiao Xiyan was still here, he could only hold himself back.
His knuckles were slightly pale.
In the end, he couldn't bear to see her go.
The light pink hibiscus stone tassel swayed elegantly with the wind.
She lowered the car window and said goodbye. "Third Master, Uncle Nian, Big Brother Shi Fang, Huai Sheng, we're leaving."
Fu Chen pursed his lips and remained silent. Shi Fang didn't dare to move. Huai Sheng bit his lip and said, "Goodbye."
