Qin Yiren, fortunate that she hadn't wiped away her melancholy expression, lazily turned around and asked, "What?"
"A card."
The waiter in the suit flashed a business-like smile and handed her a black card, "Please accept it, I won't disturb you any further."
Qin Yiren blinked blankly, raised her hand to take the card.
The palm-sized card came with a small envelope, with no signature, looking quite mysterious...
Could it be that Bo Jinghang had someone give it to her?
But Gu Jin'er had just gained favor and was busy being all overjoyed. If Gu Jin'er discovered this, all previous efforts would be wasted. Jingxing probably wouldn't be this reckless, right?
With a head full of doubts, Qin Yiren opened the envelope, took out the small card inside, and caught a whiff of a strange cologne.
It seemed to be a new fragrance that had just been released—she even received a sample from the brand's store, while Bo Jinghang always used custom-made scents.
