Gongze Yu was filled with regret. He should have made the decision sooner. Two months' time would perhaps have been sufficient, but twenty-plus days were too short, truly too short...
Upon their return to Jin City, Bai Xue asked her driver to take her home, but Gongze Yu refused.
Bai Xue looked at him.
"We still have a day's time." He had intentionally returned a day early to make arrangements.
"Hmm." Bai Xue didn't ask any further questions, waiting for his arrangements.
Gongze Yu brought her to a traditional Chinese courtyard house that seemed to transport them back in time. The setting was replete with antiquity – artificial mountain pavilions, bridges over flowing streams, and vibrant clusters of flowers.
"When did you get a house like this?" Bai Xue asked in surprise.
"I had it built some time ago. My mother said she liked this type of house, so I had it built…" In the end, he'd built it, but no one came to live in it.
