In the hall on the first floor, there were only Chu Junming and Bai Qingling.
The partially lit lights created a subtle dim atmosphere, making Chu Junming's features appear exceptionally sculpted and handsome in the shadow, and there seemed to be a glint of starlight in his gaze as he looked at Bai Qingling.
As he held her clear gaze, his thin lips pressed slightly together, the emotions in his eyes fading like a calm lake. "What are you relieved about?"
Perhaps it was because the hall was too large, too quiet.
Chu Junming's voice, when it sounded in the hall, carried a slightly hoarse illusion.
Bai Qingling, with exquisite brows and eyes, said with a smiling tone, "I already gave money gifts at Ye Zhan and Tang Jinchen's wedding, if Feng Yize manages to pursue Qinghuan, I'd have to contribute money gifts at theirs too. I can't just leave you out."
"..."
Chu Junming chuckled.
