103. Black Gold Vine Velvet_1

Lun Chuan followed behind, raising his hand to block the green leaf.

Pale and slender yet with distinctly knuckled fingers, he lightly touched the textured green surface. This intense color contrast only made him appear more jade-like, infusing a sense of tranquility into his whole being.

Then, Lun Chuan looked down at the leaf in his hand and answered in a low voice, "It's called Velvet Leaf."

A month had passed since he'd been home, and it seemed as though nothing had changed, yet everything had.

The living room was still bright and clear, the glass spotless. Walking past the soft, minimalist sofa, the terrace outside still hosted his patch of flowers and plants, vibrant and growing wild.

Lun Jing placed the suitcase on the table near the entrance, talking to him as she unpacked, "I locked the gym; you're not fit for strenuous exercise now. Be sensible, okay?"

Lun Chuan nodded.