The gorgeous bracelet on Wen Nan's fair and slender wrist was exceptionally eye-catching and beautiful.

Wenzhou City is satisfied.

Wenzhou Cheng was very sleepy, and it was late at night when Wen Nan had to coax him to sleep. Wen Nan patted Wenzhou Cheng's back and told him a few bedtime stories, and Wenzhou Cheng finally fell asleep peacefully.

Zhang Ruyu also returned to her room and fell into a deep sleep.

When Wen Nan returned to her room, the lights were still on, and Lu Yanqing was sitting at the desk with a book in her hand.

He slightly raised his eyes when he saw someone approaching.

He took a red box out of the cabinet and placed it on the table.

"New Year's gift." Just four words, yet they flow like a mountain stream.

I just finished delivering gifts in Wennan and then I've been kept bothered by Wenzhou City ever since.

Lu Yanqing wanted to give it to him, but didn't have the chance.

Only when that time comes.

She picked up the box in front of her, opened it, and inside was a silver ornament, a silver hibiscus hairpin. The carving was incredibly realistic, as if it were truly a silver hibiscus blooming at the tip of the hairpin. Like a lotus emerging from water, beautiful yet not gaudy.

The carvings are so lifelike that, under the candlelight, they seem to shimmer with a cool, intimate luster.

"My lord, I like it very much." Wen Nan's almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents. She carefully examined the hairpin.

"Where did you get the money?" Wen Nan asked again. Wasn't all of Lu Yanqing's money with her?

Where did Lu Yanqing get this money?

"I copied books for others. That's how I saved it up." Lu Yanqing didn't hide anything, and his gaze fell on Wen Nan.

Wen Nan received the answer and nodded.

"Husband, won't you put it on me?" She tilted her head slightly, sat down on the chair next to Lu Yanqing, held the box in both hands, and presented it to Lu Yanqing.

Lu Yanqing looked up and saw a wooden hairpin in Wen Nan's hair. He reached out and took the hairpin off Wen Nan's head.

The delicate fragrance of hibiscus filled my nostrils.

Lu Yanqing felt somewhat uncomfortable.

He reached into the box and took out a silver hairpin. The shadow fell on Wen Nan's delicate face. Lu Yanqing was a little flustered, but he still managed to calm himself down and immediately inserted the hairpin into Wen Nan's dark blue hair.

He withdrew his hand as if it were burning his own.

Wen Nan pursed her lips and took in Lu Yanqing's uncomfortable expression.

"Is it pretty?" Wen Nan tilted her head.

"Ahem, it's good." Lu Yanqing coughed awkwardly and picked up the book in front of him.

"My husband is so good, thank you so much," came the woman's soft voice.

But nothing came of it.

Wen Nan turned and went to the bedside.

Lu Yanqing frowned.

"Anything else?"

"Anything else?" Wen Nan raised an eyebrow slightly.

Lu Yanqing's ears turned slightly red, and the knuckles of her hands holding the book turned slightly white.

"nothing."

She prepared gifts for Wenzhou City, and even for Zhang Ruyu, but... she... forgot about herself?

Upon realizing this, Lu Yanqing felt somewhat depressed.

By candlelight, it was unclear what Wen Nan was doing by the bedside, but he seemed unable to concentrate on his book.

"Husband, look. Are you happy?" Wen Nan handed a long box to Lu Yanqing.

Lu Yanqing took a closer look at the cane; it was much better than the one he had before.

Lying next to the cane was a sachet.

The sachet was blue and blank, without any embroidery, but Lu Yanqing picked it up and gently sniffed it.

The scent of agarwood is accompanied by a faint hint of hibiscus fragrance.