A parabolic arc swept across the air, Chu Ge reached out and caught the small box in his palm.
Looking down at the exquisite packaging box in his hand, Chu Ge then looked up at Qin Ruojing opposite him, "Thank you."
"These two words, you should say them after you open the gift."
Qin Ruojing gently shook her head, pulled over a chair, sat down gracefully, and said in a tone that was slightly self-mocking, "Perhaps, you don't actually need this gift."
Chu Ge remained silent, unwrapped the delicate packaging box, and then took out a red velvet jewelry box from inside.
"Maybe, you can choose to put it down now." Qin Ruojing noticed Chu Ge's gaze slightly tightened, and his fingers paused slightly as they touched the jewelry box. She pursed her lips, and an unnoticeable flicker of nervousness flashed in her eyes.
Chu Ge glanced at Qin Ruojing again, his stalled right hand slowly moved once more.
