Su Ziceng still hadn't realized how intimate her gesture was. Being with Hang Yishao now was just like being with Qiu Zhi before—she completely treated him as one of the girls.
"How did the item return to his hands," Su Ziceng knew that Yellow Love had not yet officially gone to auction. Unless Mr. Fei used dishonest means, Yellow Love should not have appeared in Mo City, "With such a valuable item gone, won't Mr. Fei be suspicious?"
"It's fine," Hang Yishao continued to feel the warmth from the pair of small hands on his arm, his eyes narrowed with a more pronounced smile, "That kid Fei Qing had Shang Yin create a fake, it looks exactly like the real thing."
"That's impossible," Su Ziceng let go of her hands, and Hang Yishao's smile seemed a bit strained.
