This time, Chen Mo didn't even see her.
Chen Mo touched his chin. Although he knew that with time, he would eventually win over Nalan Yiren.
But he couldn't stop cultivating.
He knew it was time to use tactics.
...
In the blink of an eye, time flew into April.
Everything revived, spring was in full bloom, and it was a perfect time for an outing.
The third floor of the Observatory.
Nalan Yiren was lying on the rocking chair on the balcony, basking in the sun, lost in thought, not looking very happy.
Chen Mo hadn't come to the Observatory to see her for over a month.
Before, Chen Mo would send her gifts every now and then, creating little surprises.
But now, the gifts and surprises were gone.
During morning court sessions, his gaze was as calm as water when he looked at her.
Unfortunately, when it came to matters of the heart, Nalan Yiren was utterly clueless.
She didn't understand a man's games of wanting and letting go, all sorts of tactics.
