Yun Bilu looked at the accessories in her hands, reluctant to put them down. She raised her head and looked at the ceiling dreamily. "But it's still a long time before I get married. I don't even know when that will be."
Sighing, Yun Bilu continued speaking. "I bet we won't be able to afford something like this, but I'll still try my best. My café is doing pretty well these days, and my profits are great too."
Huang Yize always felt like smacking Yun Bilu to knock some sense into her, but he would just clench his jaw and bear with it. Seeing how pensive she looked, he couldn't bring himself to do it.
He rested his head against his hand and rubbed his brows, wondering why Yun Bilu thought that he was poor.
Or did she think that he was poor just because he couldn't afford these accessories?
