"I'll send you my home address. You can bring the jade to me tomorrow." Yu Jingrong took the box of carving tools and asked for Huo Fat's contact information before leaving with Li Chengyun.
Inside the quiet carriage, the partition didn't rise this time. The roof light was on. Li Chengyun still had his shirt sleeves rolled up halfway. He was slowly reading the documents brought over from Huo Fat, on a small metal table in front of him.
Under the warm light, his hair glowed gently. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, devoid of the usual sarcasm, instead exuding an incredibly soft allure.
Yu Jingrong glanced at him, and she felt her heart tremble a little.
Immediately, she turned her gaze towards the carriage window, found a comfortable position for her body, and slowly closed her eyes.
But the memory of the day they first met kept flashing in her mind.
That day was Mu Ye's birthday, but he only invited two guests—her and Li Chengyun.
