Lu Xining's bright and beautiful eyes clouded with confusion, looking at Ji Muye as if he had been possessed, filled with incomprehension.
"Why are you suddenly being so nice to Nuonuo?"
Faced with the skepticism in her eyes, Ji Muye felt as if he had been stuffed into an airtight space, the air compressing around him, making breathing more and more difficult.
"Xining, I just wanted to buy the child some small toys."
The man's tone was casual, as if the luxury items worth a fortune were just trinkets picked up by the roadside, hardly worth mentioning.
Lu Xining's voice was cold, almost heartless, "A pearl worth millions, a custom-made dress, do you see these as just small toys in your eyes?"
Her eyes were filled with probing, "Ji Muye, what exactly are you trying to do by putting on such a grand show?"
The pain pressed against the man's chest as he stared at Lu Xining, each word heavily punctuated, "Is that how you see me?"