Yang Yu and his group boarded the plane, and it wasn't until then that Han Suqi couldn't help asking, "Mr. Yang, if I were you, I would definitely have taken that antique vase and be in trouble. I really want to know, why didn't you take that antique vase? Don't you like it?"
"That's an item worth tens of millions of Xia Dollars, no matter how rich I am, I wouldn't just not want it, right?" Yang Yu laughed, "The only reason I didn't take it is that I knew they had ill intentions."
"How many people who genuinely apologize would send gift without even showing their face? Not showing a face can only mean two things: either they're afraid I would see through their ill intentions, or they're afraid of leaving evidence that could be used to frame me."
"Moreover, to trust someone else to deliver such a generous gift is to either be careless or crafty."