Pei Jue lightly lifted the curtain of Qingwu's room.
He leaned slightly against the balcony, surrounded by potted plants carefully selected by Zuo Wanjun. Each flower bloomed ardently, showcasing its vibrant life force.
The fragrance of the flowers mixed with some strange scent seeped in, causing Qingwu to frown slightly.
"You..."
"I was just thinking of you, passing by and wanting to see you. I didn't come in because you seemed busy."
There was a hint of visible fatigue on Pei Jue's face, and his smile carried a touch of languor.
The indoor light was blocked by the heavy curtains, making Pei Jue appear mysterious and alluring under the moonlight.
Qingwu took a step toward him, stopping at the window.
"Even a fiancée has her own career. I need to be busy for a while too. The Pei Clan has several mergers recently. If I don't come looking for you, will my fiancée miss me?"