Outside Jiang Yubi's room, Wei stood still and I raised his hand.
*Knock knock*
Jiang Yubi, who was working on beautifying a clay pot with colors and tiny decorations, glanced at the door.
Why is Weizhe knocking on the door? Usually, he comes right inside. The maids are also away.
Jiang Yubi's hands were slightly stained with color paint.
*Knock knock*
"Ah forget it…I will wash it later."
She opened the door and saw a familiar tall figure. "Weizhe, why did you-"
She froze as her sight fell upon the man's face who was the younger version of Jiang Weizhe. Her eyes slowly widened and her lips parted in a sharp gasp.
His height, his tall frame, and his muscular build were exactly like Jiang Weizhe's just like how his Godly handsome face was.
"You…"
Jiang Yubi couldn't believe her eyes. Her gaze held a myriad of emotions of disbelief, shock and confusion. But the one feeling that overruled everything was joy.
