May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

Upon hearing the attendant's report, the carriage curtain was lifted by a slender, long hand, revealing Wen Rang dressed in white.

"Miss Wen?" Wen Rang was quite surprised.

As soon as the carriage curtain was lifted, a bitter medicinal smell wafted out, but it was not unpleasant to the eye.

Wen Yuanshu curtsied and went straight to the point: "Were all those jade carvings made by Young Master Wen?"

Wen Rang coughed softly twice and said, "It's just something to pass the time when I have nothing else to do. I thought that Miss Wen might like those exquisite little ornaments, so I asked someone to send them to her."

Wen Yuanshu pursed her lips and said, "Those things are Young Master Wen's token of his affection, I cannot accept them."

"Chunhua, go and fetch the things and return them to Young Master Wen."

Seeing Chunhua turn to leave, Wen Rang quickly spoke up: "Since it's given to Miss Wen, then Miss Wen can decide how to dispose of it. Throwing it away or smashing it is fine, but... there's no need to return it."

He paused, then added, "Those things already belong to Miss Wen."

Seeing his firm attitude and determination not to accept it, Wen Yuanshu did not back down either: "But the sentiment is precious, how can it be disposed of so casually?"

Even if Wen Rang said that these things were not valuable, they were carved by Wen Rang himself and contained his feelings. How could Wen Yuanshu deal with them so casually?

Upon hearing her words, Wen Rang's eyes lit up slightly: "Does Miss Wen understand my intentions?"

“I don’t understand. Whatever Mr. Wen’s intentions are none of my business,” Wen Yuanshu said. “I’m talking about the intentions he puts into those jade carvings.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Rang's eyes, which had just brightened, dimmed again instantly: "I see."

Seeing that Wen Yuanshu was still standing by the carriage and refused to leave, looking determined to return the things, Wen Rang had no choice but to back down and said, "How about this, I'll go back and choose a place later, and Miss Wen will treat me to a meal, which will be considered payment, how about that?"

This method is not bad.

Wen Yuanshu nodded: "Young Master Wen's jade materials are all of the highest quality. If we are to make a fair comparison, we cannot be ambiguous about them."

Wen Rang smiled deeply: "Don't worry, young lady, I won't stand on ceremony with you."

Wen Yuanshu then stepped aside: "Then I'll wait for you, young master."

Wen Rang cupped his hands in greeting, gave her a deep look, and then lowered the curtain.

The attendant bowed to Wen Yuanshu and then drove the carriage away.

Wen Rang was efficient and settled on a location the next day.

“You Ran Ju…” Chunhua’s eyes widened slightly. “Young Master Wen certainly knows how to choose a place. This must be the most elegant restaurant in the capital.”

This place is very popular with literati and artists, so the prices are naturally not low.

“But it’s good,” Wen Yuanshu breathed a sigh of relief. “If he had just found any restaurant to settle things, how would that have made up for it?”

The jade alone is expensive.

"That's true."

A day later, Wen Yuanshu took Chunhua out and went to Youran Residence.

On the way, Wen Yuanshu felt too stuffy in the carriage, so she lifted the curtain to look outside.

In the desolate winter, everything is bare and there's really nothing to see unless it snows.

As Wen Yuanshu was thinking this, snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

Wen Yuanshu stretched out her hand and looked at the glistening specks that landed in her palm.

This is the first snow of the year.

"Is it snowing?" Chunhua also peeked outside.

"Ah."

Chunhua glanced at Wen Yuanshu and said with a smile, "If only Young Master Lu were here!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Yuanshu's eyes darkened slightly.

Lu Chengyuan...

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Lu Chengyuan has disappeared without a trace; there is no news of him in the capital.

Occasionally, she would think of him.

Wen Yuanshu breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze shifting slightly as she continued to look outside.

As the carriage came to a stop, the snowflakes fell even more densely, and everything in sight was a white expanse.

The snow came suddenly, and Chunhua didn't bring an umbrella.

Wen Yuanshu glanced outside: "It's alright, it's not far."

She had barely finished speaking when Wen Rang arrived with an umbrella.

He was still dressed in white, as if he wanted to blend into the swirling snowflakes.

"Miss Wen." Wen Rang held the umbrella over Wen Yuanshu's head, protecting her as she passed by.