An Yin looked up, meeting the man's cold, sharp gaze. Her breathing turned rapid as she awkwardly said, "No, no."
"Your expression doesn't seem like you like it," the man sneered coldly.
"I was just thinking," An Yin turned her head to the side, a hint of shyness coloring her delicate cheeks.
Thinking?
She could actually think? Now that's interesting.
Bao Shaojin's lips curved into a slight smile as he softly asked, "Thinking about what?"
"I've accepted your gift, but I must also give you a return gift," An Yin said with great seriousness, her bright face full of sincerity.
"A gift for me?" Bao Shaojin repeated.
"Yes," An Yin blinked, "Is there anything you like?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it instantly. The man didn't seem lacking in money; the things he liked must be expensive.
Oh no...
She shouldn't have asked. What if he mentioned something she couldn't afford? Wouldn't that be super embarrassing?
