The night was as cold as water.
A small window with a dim candle, the incense curling in the air.
Ji Lingruo sat in front of the dressing table, caressing the sword her mother had treasured during her lifetime.
Just at this moment, that familiar little thief sneaked in again.
Ji Lingruo frowned slightly, hurriedly sheathed the sword and put it aside, muttering with embarrassment and annoyance:
"Didn't we agree you can't always..."
"Can't I come and chat with my junior sister?"
You Su was shameless, and not so easy to give up.
"A weasel paying respects to the chicken is up to no good."
The girl gave You Su a sidelong glance, thinking this person was truly shameless.
"What were you doing with that rich young man at noon? Tell the truth or get out."
You Su quickly pulled a chair closer to sit beside the girl:
"What could I do with another guy, just drank some tea and chatted. He's pretty nice, good to know him, so I'll have a connection in Henggao City in the future."
