Mu Mian sweetly smiled, "Mr. Pu, I'm already happy that you'd let me take a look. How could I dare to take anything away? Moreover, sir, you said there are many pieces of jewelry about love collected here. Keeping them together is also an interpretation of love."
Mr. Pu glanced at Mu Mian, a jealous look flashing toward Mr. Qiao Ge beside him.
In fact, just now at the doorstep, while he and Mr. Qiao Ge were chatting, they were both attentive to Mu Mian. She stood by, showing not the slightest impatience. She did not interrupt immediately on the interesting yet questionable topics they were discussing, which showed she was a well-behaved girl.
Polite, humble, well-behaved, clear.
With these fine qualities, she also deserved to be well-treated.
On the second floor, there was a large room, filled with display cases of various kinds and a dazzling array of jewelry, to which Mu Mian immediately ran over with delight.
She fell in love with it at first sight.