Soon, it was late October, and Cen Jin began to wrap up her cooperation with Milan in the final stages. Milan's fashion show was scheduled from November 3rd to 5th, and they needed to be there by October 30th.
Watching Cen Jin packing her luggage, Jiang Baizhou stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the door frame, his face gloomy, and his eyes dimly lit.
"Jiang Baizhou, can you help me get the pair of shoes that are already packed from the cloakroom?" Cen Jin was counting the items in her suitcase and noticed a pair of shoes was missing, so she called out.
Jiang Baizhou didn't move, just furrowed his brows and continued to stare at her.
Seeing Jiang Baizhou's lack of reaction, Cen Jin looked up at him: "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly looking at me with that expression?"
"Didn't you say it was only going to be five days last time?" Seeing her looking over, Jiang Baizhou slightly opened his lips and asked displeased.
