The pleasant times always pass too quickly. After finishing the barbecue skewers, the two finally went their separate ways. When she returned to the Half Mountain Villa, Leng Yixiu was in the living room, watching financial news.
Upon hearing footsteps, the man turned to look at her. The moment his gaze landed on the shopping bag, his cold, handsome face softened slightly.
"You're back?"
"Mm."
Lin Yixun walked forward, handing the items from the shopping bag to Leng Yixiu. "Here, the wallet you wanted. I didn't know what brand you like, so if you don't like this one, you don't have to use it."
"Who said I don't like it?"
The man reached out to take the shopping bag, took out the wallet, and smiled while taking an old camel-colored wallet from the sofa pouch. He then handed both wallets to Lin Yixun.
When Lin Yixun saw the camel-colored wallet, she felt it looked familiar, and then she remembered the one she bought for Leng Yixiu five years ago.
