The wind from afar was rather strong, carrying with it the faint sound of the surging sea. Though not loud, the chill in the wind was exceptionally piercing.
The two stood side by side in silence, until after a long while, Shu Yimo finally turned to look at him.
His demeanor appeared calm and detached, a modest elegance that made her...
She took a shallow breath and slightly raised her hand, holding the document case, and looked at him with focused attention, "Such a precious gift, I'm afraid I dare not accept it."
As her words fell, the man beside her narrowed his black eyes, giving her a lukewarm glance, his face shrouded in inscrutable depth, "Don't tell me you want me to come live with you at your place?"
It was then that Shu Yimo furrowed her brows and asked quietly, "Isn't it good living at Lan Residence?"
