Tang Xi was taken aback.
She remained bent over, frozen for a second.
Then she suppressed her emotions, remaining calm and continued to pick up the scattered banknotes on the ground while keeping her head down.
Afterward, she raised her head and looked at Fu Tingzhou.
He was wearing a smoke-grey shirt with a suit jacket draped over his arm.
Cigarette butts and ashes were scattered on the ground.
The air was filled with the choking smell of smoke.
It was unclear how many cigarettes this man had smoked.
Their eyes met.
Fu Tingzhou frowned, gazing at the woman's pale and beautiful face, wanting to say something. He slightly opened his mouth, but what came out was, "I left my wristwatch at your place."
Tang Xi was stunned again.
Coming back to her senses, "Ah... I see."
She clenched the banknotes tightly in her hand, went upstairs, and arrived at her front door to open it.
Turning to the side, "Are you coming in... or should I help you find it?"
