She didn't want to lose or misplace this item one day, because it was her sole thought of him for twelve years.
Carrying it with her gave her a greater sense of security.
And just as she lifted her hand, the room door suddenly was knocked.
Sitting on the bed, Feng Jinglei shuddered because it was late at night, all the maids had returned to their rooms, leaving her alone in the main building, and Qin Feimo had yet to come back.
Fortunately, she didn't believe in ghosts, calming her frightened heart, she turned over and got off the bed.
Upon opening the door, she saw Qin Feimo standing at the doorway.
She was slightly startled, staring in surprise and daze at the man who suddenly appeared on the third floor.
The third floor was only her residence, Qin Feimo came up so rarely that they could be counted on one hand.
"Why did you come up here?"
