Jiang Ruan cocked her head, "Sorry, I didn't bring it with me, or..."
"Then give it to me next time."
The man's gaze showed a slight desire, yet his pupils remained undisturbed, even appearing cold and rigid. His natural demeanor radiated a strong sense of distance.
Jiang Ruan stayed silent, she had initially planned to buy him a new one.
She didn't know where she'd put that handkerchief, it seemed she would have to go back and look for it.
After all, she had already promised it to him.
But that's fine, she will have another chance to see this handsome man.
As she was thinking, a fair hand came into view, the nails were neatly trimmed, and the fingers were long and slender, with even joints.
"Fu Chi."
He spoke indifferently, his cold voice seeming to send a chilling current down her spine.
Jiang Ruan lifted her head and saw the man's beautiful eyes, she felt a sense of breathlessness, and her mind went blank.
