In a hurry to finish before ten, she pulled out the prepared gift box and neatly folded the scarf inside.
Approaching the door of his study, she felt both anxious and hesitant, not daring to knock.
Her hand lifted and fell several times, her opening words still a mess. In her anxiety, she turned to the living room, made him a cup of tea, and finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door...
"Knock knock—"
No response.
She lightly knocked again.
Still no answer.
Thinking that he couldn't possibly be undressed in the study, Gu Qimiao directly turned the doorknob, peeked her head in, and her eyes met his.
Standing up straight, she walked in with a stiff smile, placing the teacup on his desk and said as gently as she could, "…I made you some tea."
Looking at his expression, he gazed at her quietly, without any sign of emotion, which made her feel an uptight, her heart pounding.
