On the day of the grand opening, Yu Feng dressed in blue cloth with a layer of muslin. On her hair was a simple wood-carved hairpin that Qin Zhi Hao had given her previously.
Qin Zhi Hao looked at the woman in front of him and a rare gentle smile curled on his lips. The moment the girl stopped in front of him, Qin Zhi Hao gave her a look over and nodded in approval. He took her hand in his and said, "You look beautiful."
Hearing his praise, Yu Feng felt heat crept to her face. She lowered her head shyly and looked up again when she felt that the man had pulled out the hairpin in her hair.
Yu Feng looked at the hairpin in his hand and gave him an inquiring look. "Why did you pull that hairpin away?"
Qin Zhi Hao did not answer. Instead, he kept the hairpin with him and took out a new hairpin. He placed the new hairpin in her hand and asked, "What do you think?"