"Cold Dew must be quite troubled now, right?" Qin Yun thought to himself.
He was in a very good mood; Cold Dew wanted him to go bankrupt, so he would let Cold Dew go bankrupt.
By the time that day truly came, Celestial Fortune would probably have become quite a brand.
Six Celestial Fortune Clothing stores in Rongyang City had opened, and Qin Yun returned to Jinling.
It was not yet the fifteenth, Jiangyuan University hadn't started yet, and Qin Yun called Yu Leyao.
In February, the temperature was still very low. When Qin Yun arrived at a place, Yu Leyao was already waiting.
She wore a white down jacket, with a black scarf around her neck, standing out in the crowd and noticeable at a glance.
"Qin Yun."
Seeing Qin Yun approaching, Yu Leyao instantly ran over with a face full of happiness.
"When did you come back?"
"The eighth." Qin Yun smiled.
The two walked along the street to a restaurant.
