"I didn't hear it clearly." Pei Zhi only knew that the person who called her was crying. "Is she Yanshen's suitor?"
"Yes." Lin Jiao summarized the conversation.
She looked at his side profile. "Do you think she really likes Brother Yanshen or does she want to use him to climb up the social ladder?"
"That depends."
Pei Zhi did not want to generalize people. "You'll only know when you see her."
"That's true." It was indeed impossible to judge a person's feelings and thoughts with just a few words.
Lin Jiao waited for the car to stop at the entrance of the market and followed him in to buy groceries.
The mottled light cast by the tree shadows elongated as they walked.
When the afterglow and moonlight changed shifts, a cold light shone on their smiles through the curtains.
"Jiaojiao, are you free on Saturday?" Pei Zhi asked her before leaving.
"I am."
"Then do you want to come?"
