Gift

His hands paused and he left the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone behind. The ones he used were not expensive items, but if he really wanted to buy them, he would have to spend one or two strings of money.

Ziluo had the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone from Lil' Jin, so she did not need to buy any more.

Halfway through Ye Muyu's needlework, she felt a shadow fall from above her head.

Ye Muyu looked up and saw Chu Heng. "What's the matter?"

"There's a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone in the study." With that, he turned and left.

Ye Muyu was stunned for a moment. She looked at his back as he left and only reacted after a while. Chu Heng had given her a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. Was this man always so awkward and cold when giving gifts?

In the afternoon, Ye Muyu cooked fish soup. It was milky white in color and had some coriander in it.

There was black tofu in the fish soup, and it tasted good.