Upon hearing Su Yunling's words, Gu Zhiqi didn't immediately agree but skeptically asked, "Are you trying to score a freebie?"
When Su Yunling heard this, the corners of her peach-blossom eyes lifted slightly, and her lips carried a casual smile, her eyes holding a bewitching tenderness, "I'll pay."
Tang Yichen was dumbfounded listening to their conversation; what was his Third Brother thinking?
This little girl was clearly spouting nonsense.
Hearing Su Yunling's words, Gu Zhiqi gave him a sidelong glance but didn't immediately respond.
"What? You sell flowers to him, and only read his fortune?" Her peach-blossom eyes stared intently at Gu Zhiqi, "I'm richer than him; think about it?"
Meeting Su Yunling's eyes that seemed capable of bewitching souls, Gu Zhiqi paused for a moment and at last, under her gaze, shook his head, "I won't read yours."
Seeing this, Su Yunling fell silent.
Her gaze at Gu Zhiqi held a hint of silent reproach.