At midnight that day, Leng Ji hurried back from outside.
With the object Chu Qianli had placed on the windowsill for him to take out, he knocked on Chu Qianli's door.
"Miss Li, Fu Long has returned the item to you."
In truth, he didn't understand what it was, but Fu Long seemed to know how to use it.
A black box… no, it wasn't exactly a box, just a solid object.
A black object, with nothing inside it.
Since it was Miss Li's belonging, he didn't dare to study it closely.
He handed the object to Fu Long, took it back from him later, and then returned.
This was the only task Chu Qianli gave him, yet Leng Ji still didn't understand it.
What Fu Long returned was still that black object, no more, no less. What did that mean?
Could it be that Fu Long refused the gift from Miss Li…?
If this could be considered a gift at all.
"Just leave it on the windowsill."
Chu Qianli's voice came from inside the room, sounding still very frail.
After speaking, she coughed twice.