t six in the morning, Warm's phone rang. Cai Xiaojing's urging voice kept coming through, and Warm hurriedly got up to wash and dress herself. Ye Feimo had already bought her a lot of clothes, and Cai...ding in front of her. He was wearing a set of iron-grey西裝, looking handsome and debonair; she had never seen anyone more suited for a suit than him. The dazzling lights across the river made the perfe...