Fu Tingyu walked over and pushed open the door of the small study. He saw the girl sitting in front of the desk wearing her earphones. She looked very serious.
He did not go in to disturb her. Instead, he turned around to open the closet. When he reached for his robe, he saw a red scarf hanging on the clothes rack. His hand paused.
A look of surprise flashed across his pitch-black eyes.
The hand that was going to get the robe moved to the scarf and took it off the clothes rack.
The scarf was made of pure wool and felt especially soft and comfortable.
He looked at the word 'Yu' embroidered on the top of the scarf. The radical meaning 'fire' was deliberately elongated. There was also a very small character for 'treasure' embroidered above it, looking as if it was being hugged by the 'fire' radical.
He touched it with his slender fingers and felt the big and small characters embroidered with golden silk threads.
