A flying knife whisked through the air, preventing the crown from falling into the sea.
Gu Qingxin breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ran towards where the box had landed.
"Gu Qingxin, don't pick it up! If you dare to pick it up...."
Before the sentence was finished, Gu Qingxin had already run over and picked up the box.
Beiming Han, "...."
This time, Gu Qingxin held the box with the crown tightly and vigilantly watched him, fearing he would snatch it away and throw it out again.
This thing was so expensive, she could never afford to pay for it.
"Haven't I bought you any before? Why are you so interested in this junk!" Beiming Han was angry.
Gu Qingxin frowned at him, thinking he was being utterly unreasonable for the first time.
"Didn't you want to bid for it to give to me?"
Beiming Han, "...."
"Young Master, we should board the plane now, it's unsafe here." Ye Qi came over to remind him.
