As dawn broke in the east with a hint of pale light, Wang Hao called Gao Qian'er to arrange a meeting.
When it was Wang Hao who invited her, Gao Qian'er readily agreed.
The meeting place was an open-air café.
Gao Qian'er was dressed in casual attire, her three thousand strands of hair cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall. Usually free from makeup, this time she had applied a light eyeshadow.
Gently sipping her coffee, Gao Qian'er asked, "How have you been this past year?"
Wang Hao responded nonchalantly, "Not bad, and you?"
Gao Qian'er, with a touch of laziness, said, "Just so-so, busy as a bee!"
After speaking, she raised her eyebrows and glanced at Wang Hao, asking tentatively, "Did you ask to meet me for a reason?"
After thinking for a moment, Wang Hao briefly recounted the matter of the gold.
Gao Qian'er was a smart girl; she asked a few key questions, each hitting the nail on the head.
To these, Wang Hao answered one by one, with no attempt to hide anything.
