Capítulo 659: 261 Sending Flowers, Can She Still Play After the Opening? (Second Update)_2

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He went to open the door of the study.

Bai Lian still lazily leaned against the window, squinting at the outside.

The community lights were on. On Friday, most of the alumni renting rooms were at home, and the street lamps on Zior Avenue were as bright as daylight, now reflecting in her dark eyes.

The fair hand loosely held a bright red rose, like looking down at the city's ramparts, gazing back at the sea of lights.

Jiang Fulai's hand rested on the doorknob, silently watching her.

Mountains and rivers vast, human world full of stars.

"Just one," Jiang Fulai turned sideways, closing the study's door, looking at the rose in her hand, suddenly smiled, "Luckily, it's not crushed."

Bai Lian turned to look at him, "No vase."

Jiang Fulai walked beside her, his tone light and breezy, "Ask Ming Dongheng to buy one."

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Sunday.

At Jiang University's grand auditorium, when Ye Jingxian arrived, a crowd had already gathered.