Murong Qian lowered her gaze, diffusing the strange glint in her eyes, and quickly changed the subject, "I'm leaving tomorrow, as a thanks for lending me your house this past while, I'll treat you to dinner. How about it?"
"Okay."
Lu Cong did not refuse.
Murong Qian cheerfully said, "You can order anything you want. If you want to drink, I can accompany you, too."
She must find an opportunity to get him drunk tonight, and thoroughly search his bedroom.
She had no idea when she would next come here, every day she couldn't find the family heirloom would be a day without peace.
Lost in her thoughts, she heard his teasing voice, "Anything I want to eat?"
"Yeah. I'm not stingy."
Murong Qian answered without hesitation.
"Oh."
Lu Cong nodded lightly, a clever twinkle flashed in his deep eyes.
As Murong Qian was considering how to carry out her grand plan, a tall shadow suddenly overwhelmed her.