C240 You Dropped a Small Bra

On the day of Kaixin's concert, the sky was gloomy and cold.

There was a light drizzle in the air. Yee Qingzhi changed into a custom-made Italian suit and stood in front of the window, quietly watching.

Looking at the fine rain in front of him, he couldn't help but think of the first time he met Kaixin.

In his hand was an exquisite necklace