Betrothal Gift 2

".. You guys are too loud."

"I understand." Lu Yuan nodded with a smile. 

Si Tingxue glared at Lu Yuan in anger. There was obviously something wrong with this guy's tone.

However, Si Tingxue's gaze was quickly attracted by a white staff embedded with an ice-blue crystal in Lu Yuan's hand.

Lu Yuan waved the staff in his hand and said with a smile, "Do you want it?"

Si Tingxue pursed her lips and looked at Lu Yuan. "Yes, I do."

"You don't think it's a betrothal gift too, do you?" Lu Yuan laughed evilly.

Rebecca, who was squatting on the ground, whimpered and curled up into a ball.

Si Tingxue glanced at Rebecca and then glared at Lu Yuan. A slight blush appeared on her pretty face.

She shifted her gaze slightly and said with a trembling voice, "You can't understand my ancestor's meaning better."

Hearing this, Lu Yuan's expression turned slightly strange.