In an instant, Lu Xichen's face turned green, her whole body trembling, her composure lost.
Proposed, but yet to agree.
These few words formed a joyous melody playing over and over in Lu Xichen's mind.
"Oh well, let's not talk about this, let's just wrap up the clothes first." Xia Yueqing seized the moment, knowing when to stop.
Only, these few words disrupted Lu Xichen's rhythm.
As soon as they left the clothing store, Lu Xichen held onto Xia Yueqing and wouldn't let go. "Xia Yueqing, stop pretending, since you haven't agreed to Brother Yiting yet, how can you shamelessly spend his money? Do you have any shame left?"
Her eyes were red, glaring at Xia Yueqing as if she wanted to devour her.
It seemed she indeed liked Pei Yiting to the extreme.
Xia Yueqing thought to herself, is having or lacking shame really yours to judge?
She curled her lips, slowly pulling her hand away from Lu Xichen's grip, rubbing it slowly.
