Not far from the garage opened by Gu Linxi, there was a place to get a drink, a spot Rong Yan used to frequent with Gu Linxi, and they were both well-acquainted with the owner.
As soon as they got there, the owner made two cups of coffee especially for them and even came over to make small talk for a while before leaving.
The Blue Mountain coffee here was freshly ground by the owner himself, and the beans had a rich and fragrant aroma. Rong Yan eagerly took a sip from her cup and only then, satisfied, put it down, saying to the person opposite her, "The coffee here is still the best!"
Gu Linxi's eyes twinkled with a smile, and she too took a sip, "You don't have a schedule today?"
As she lifted her cup, the sleeve on her wrist slid down, revealing a section of her fair wrist. Rong Yan, with her sharp eyes, noticed a red string bracelet on her wrist, adorned with a uniquely shaped little bell. The painted bell was exquisite in its craftsmanship, not large but very pretty.