Chuzheng watched him finish dressing before turning away.
Yu Jin held her back: "Not having breakfast?"
Chuzheng glanced at the breakfast on the table, remained expressionless, and pulled out a chair to sit down, not knowing what she was silently criticizing in her mind.
The servant quickly came over to serve her porridge.
Yu Jin released her hand and continued to drink his porridge, head down.
No matter what Yu Jin did, there was always a lazy aura around him, as if he couldn't muster any energy.
Yet, everything he did was particularly pleasing to the eye, even somewhat alluring.
"What are you doing today?" Yu Jin asked after finishing his meal, wiping his mouth with a napkin slowly.
"Anything up?"
Yu Jin pulled two tickets from his side and pushed them in front of Chuzheng: "A concert, interested?"
Chuzheng replied straightforwardly: "Not at all."
Yu Jin paused for a moment, but still pushed them over, smiling at Chuzheng: "Seven o'clock, I'll wait for you."
