At noon, Yang Sheng accompanied Ji Rui to have lunch with an old client. This client, in his thirties, was surnamed Luo, and everyone called him Boss Luo.
After the meal, the three moved from the dining table to the tea table, chatting while sipping tea.
The room was very warm, so all three took off their coats, revealing identical white shirts.
Yang Sheng reached out to pick up his cup. Boss Luo, with sharp eyes, noticed the cufflinks on his sleeves.
"Oh! Xiao Yang, those are nice cufflinks, quite exquisite! Did your girlfriend give them to you?"
Yang Sheng smiled without speaking and just took a sip of tea. To others, it seemed like he had tacitly admitted it.
Ji Rui, who was sipping his tea, heard what Boss Luo said and looked at Yang Sheng's reaction, curious eyes drifting to Yang Sheng's wrist.
"You have a girlfriend? How come I didn't know?"
