Rong Zhi pinched the square tube, pursing her lips slightly, and said goodbye to Little You. She lifted her head slightly and waved her hand towards Little You with a smile in her eyes.
Once everyone was gone, she lowered her gaze, placed the square tube in her pocket, and turned to walk towards the Audi.
On the other side, Jiang Gujun returned to Tingshan Villa after sending Rong Jiazze to school. He found a plate in the kitchen, opened a ceramic bottle, and poured out its contents, releasing a faint fragrance from the fingernail-sized pills.
Just smelling them was a bliss to the body and mind.
He picked up one to sniff lightly at his nose, examining the ceramic bottle carefully in his hand.
The sense of familiarity wasn't an illusion.
He really had seen this ceramic bottle before.
