Watching Xie Zhinuan's smile,
Sun Yian only felt his heartbeat accelerate, his entire being somewhat adrift.
He had never had this strange feeling before.
"Then…"
"Please do!" Xie Zhinuan said softly.
"Alright, alright!" Sun Yian uttered repeatedly.
He walked a few steps away, then turned back to Xie Zhinuan and said, "Then, then I'll come again tomorrow!"
"Mhm!"
Xie Zhinuan nodded, her face adorned with a fitting smile.
Yet there was a coolness in her eyes, the smile not reaching their depths.
If Sun Yian had looked carefully, he would have seen it, but he was blinded by beauty and preoccupied with his thoughts, thus he left the shop as he was.
Hu Qingcheng glanced back at Xie Zhinuan, seeing that she simply sat there on the chair, gentle and graceful, her expression unchanged despite their presence, the highborn young men, on the contrary, had their composure upset by her words.
Even their walking seemed somewhat unsteady.