"Did you come back specially at noon just for this?"
Standing in the courtyard, Qiao Xiaon'an looks up, adoringly at her man.
A gust of autumn wind sweeps through, causing the ginkgo leaves that were previously fluttering at the half-open window to drift slowly towards them. One of the leaves lands inadvertently on her hair.
Yun Mo reaches out and removes the fallen yellow leaf from her hair, then tucks a loose strand behind her ear, "Jingmei just told me the clothes are ready."
"Aren't you busy right now?"
"I've delegated tasks for the company. After we try on the clothes, I'll head back."
"Then let's go to Jingmei's studio now."
He nods, adjusts her shawl, and then clasps her hand. They walk to the passenger side of the car. His long fingers lightly open the car door and gesture for her to enter, "Get in."
"Amo, I especially love it when you open the car door for me. You're always so gentlemanly and elegant."
"..."
"Can you do that for me for the rest of my life?"
