C314 Two Gifts

Zhou Haorong's gaze traveled from the hand gripping his wrist up to the person's eyes, which were tinged with a cool detachment. After a moment of eye contact, under Bai Yan's slightly puzzled look, Zhou Haorong regained his usual graceful demeanor, withdrew his arm, and politely greeted the person:

"Congyi, it's been a while. Tonight... you really kept this under wraps