Xu Ke held a bouquet of roses. Although he returned home after a long journey, his appearance and physique were impressive. The beige trench coat made Xu Ke look not only slender but also incredibly gentle, making people instinctively want to get closer.
At home, three girls sat in the room: Yu Xia, Lin Mengyao, and a stranger between them. Xu Ke merely glanced at this stranger before focusing his gaze on Lin Mengyao.
"I saw this flower shop on my way and thought these flowers suited you, so I bought them for you. See if you like them," Xu Ke said with a smile, handing over the roses.
Lin Mengyao's eyes couldn't leave Xu Ke since the moment he walked in. It had only been a little over a month since they last saw each other, but to Mengyao, it felt like a century. Receiving Xu Ke's roses now, her tears flowed uncontrollably like broken strings of pearls.
