However, for the first time, Sikong Jian ignored Lu Mian's attempts to stop him.
His fingers had already opened the box lid, and he tenderly removed the contents.
At that moment, Xiao Qimo's gaze became unfathomably deep and dark.
Sikong Jian held one metal bookmark after another in his hand, displaying them to everyone present.
"I gave them to her," he said indifferently.
Wang Xintong, who had been smiling until then, suddenly froze and sharply turned to look at the man beside her.
Of course, she also saw the metal bookmarks in his hand.
Among these exquisitely crafted metal pieces, she spotted the rose bookmark identical to Lu Mian's at first glance.
"Mr. Sikong, how... how do you have these?" she staggered, utterly disbelieving.
With a hint of mockery, Sikong Jian swept his gaze over her and turned to look at Lu Mian with suppressed turmoil in the depths of his eyes.