Zhou Bei stood with her arms folded across her chest, eyeing the vase. "As a child, it bumped my head, and now I'm taking it back with me. I'll knock on it every day."
"..." Lu Jingyang.
He looked at Zhou Bei speechlessly and eventually gave her a thumbs-up, "You're awesome."
Afterward, he had the driver send the vase to Zhou Bei's place, then drove Zhou Bei home himself.
Zhou Bei had not lived with the Zhou family since she became an adult, preferring to live independently.
When they reached the base of Zhou Bei's apartment building, Lu Jingyang parked the car as usual and headed upstairs.
However, the atmosphere seemed a bit different from before as the two of them entered the apartment.
In the past, they used to fool around without a care, but now the playfulness had ceased.
Especially now that her hair was long, Lu Jingyang felt as if he knew Zhou Bei, yet somehow didn't, which made him a bit reserved.
