Jiang Mian glanced back for a moment; the man's black suit and the sapphire pin on his chest added a touch of tenderness to his cool demeanor.
Fu Sichen slowly walked towards Jiang Mian, "Mrs. Fu, would I have the honor of inviting you to dinner?"
Jiang Mian's lips slightly lifted, and she placed her hand on Fu Sichen's, "Absolutely delighted."
The cruise ship was set up neatly and refreshingly. After Jiang Mian strolled around, her eyes caught sight of a locked wardrobe.
Just as she was about to approach it, Fu Sichen stopped her, "No hurry."
Is there a problem?
Jiang Mian, hooking her arm around Fu Sichen's neck with a tone laced with a teasing smile, asked, "My birthday gift?"
Fu Sichen's Adam's apple bobbed a little, his voice deep and chuckle-like, tingly, "Since it's a birthday gift, it must be opened on the birthday."
Jiang Mian pouted slightly as she looked up at the clock on the wall.
There were still six hours until midnight; the wait was agonizing.
