The carriage fell silent.
The light from the height of the building shines in a little, adding a bit of charm to Yu Qing's eyebrows.
She didn't speak any more. She took out the cigarette case from her black gold handbag with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish, and smoked a slender lady's cigarette. Just biting, not lighting.
After a few seconds, Yu Qing spoke, "Is he the person you said you covet for both his beauty and his personality?"
Evan Yu did not dodge, but met Yu Qing's eyes and said, "Yes."
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