A week passed by quietly like that.
Everything was peaceful, and Tang Huai liked this kind of tranquility.
If anything happened, it was that on Saturday, when she returned home, Jing Xuan tossed three property deeds to her.
He really tossed them.
She was sitting on the sofa resting with her eyes closed, having attended extra classes with her high school classmates, and even the strongest eyes need a break after a glance at the books.
Suddenly, there was a loud thud.
It was the sound of something being slapped onto the coffee table.
Tang Huai opened her eyes to see Jing Xuan standing in front of her, separated by a coffee table.
He was standing while she was sitting, and she had to tilt her head up to look at him.
His tall and straight figure, like a tower, completely blocked her view in front.
"What are you doing?" Tang Huai asked.
Jing Xuan pointed to the three little books on the coffee table: "Take a look."
