Jiang Qingli never expected Xie Youchen to do something like this with such a straight face.
Her heart raced. She glanced up, pretending to be calm as she scanned her surroundings.
The group was still arguing, Chen Mi was taking notes, and Yi Nuo had his eyes closed, resting... It seemed no one had noticed.
The pen he had just used was resting beside him, where he'd set it down.
Jiang Qingli picked up the pen and was struck by how familiar it looked.
It was pitch-black and well-maintained, but you could tell it had been used for a long time.
It looked... like the one she had given Xie Youchen before he joined the military.
The girl's heart softened. She asked quietly, "Have you kept it with you all this time?"
Xie Youchen propped his chin on one hand and watched her. Against the backdrop of the noisy argument, his handsome face radiated a gentle, reassuring calm.
He thought for a moment. "I don't take it in the shower."
