Without waiting for Qiao Yueru to speak and persuade him, Xiao Jihan turned around and left the partition. He looked up and met Yan Shu’s gaze on the fifth floor. This time, before Yan Shu could look away, he took the initiative to avert his gaze and walked downstairs.
Yan Shu: ...
This damn competitiveness of the male lead. Since she had already been caught several times, Yan Shu decided to openly look at him. If she guessed correctly, the purple-gold armor from earlier was a gift from Qiao Yueru. But she also knew that Xiao Jihan wouldn’t accept it because he had always been someone who never owed others anything and never let others owe him anything. His interactions with anyone were like a transaction, clear and straightforward.
Yan Shu thought that he was leaving the Wanbao Pavilion after coming down from the third floor, but to her surprise, he returned to the first floor and stood in a corner, silently watching the auction.