Outside the Marquis Zhou Residence, Yu Yueyang dismounted and walked to the carriage several times, his hand twitching as he hesitated to help his fiancée down. In the end, he restrained himself.
Yu Yi stepped down from the carriage, "Thank you for escorting me back."
Yu Yueyang dared not look directly into Yu Yi's eyes, his gaze wandering slightly, "You don't need to thank me."
"Then, safe travels to you?"
Yu Yueyang, "Ah, alright."
Yu Yi's eyes held a trace of amusement. What a fool, she thought as she turned and walked toward the residence gates. Yu Yueyang snapped out of his daze and quickly strode forward, accepting a box from the young servant's hands. "This is something my mother asked me to give you."
Yu Yi turned around, "Aunt?"
Yu Yueyang's face turned red, "No, I... I thought it suited you."
Yu Yi curved her lips into a smile, "Thank Aunt on my behalf."
