Chu Yihan had just stood up when Su Ge hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and pointed towards the direction of the fur-clad woman.
His clients had arrived, shouldn't he hurry over?
"Do you want to write something under the tree?"
Chu Yihan glanced briefly before withdrawing his gaze, and after a moment of stunned silence from Su Ge, he directly pulled out a pen and a small plaque from his pocket.
Su Ge's expression immediately brightened, "How did you even prepare all these?"
She always thought this man lacked romance, but unexpectedly, he also had his moments of romance.
The tree was planted together by them, writing their names underneath it, and to come see it after a few years would definitely be of significant memorial value.
While Su Ge was still joyously content, the man held the plaque in his palm, ready to write on it.
Suddenly, Su Ge thought of something and grabbed the man's wrist, "What are you planning to write?"
