Just as she usually did, Lin Ruoxi hesitated before turning around to look at Yang Chen, who appeared serious rather than joking. With a faintly indifferent expression, she nodded. "Let's talk in my study."
With that, Lin Ruoxi went upstairs on her own.
Yang Chen didn't mind and followed her upstairs, arriving at Lin Ruoxi's study.
The room was just as it had been before, filled with the unique fragrance of Lin Ruoxi, causing Yang Chen to greedily take in a few deep breaths.
Lin Ruoxi didn't notice Yang Chen's subtle gesture. Feeling somewhat oppressed, she walked to the French window and stared out at the quiet night in the villa area, lost in thought, seemingly waiting for Yang Chen to say something.
