"Xi."
Seeing the man approaching, Yan Xinxin strides forward and reaches out her hand to him.
Mo Chuxi quickly moves to her side, takes her small hand, and gazes gently into her eyes.
"How is it?"
he asks.
Yan Xinxin smiles knowingly, glancing around.
"I think it's quite good."
"Cousin-in-law, you don't have to pretend."
Fu Zixin walks over and deliberately douses cold water.
Raising her eyes to look at Mo Chuxi, she smiles obediently.
"Cousin Xi."
"Zixin, what do you mean I'm pretending?"
Yan Xinxin asks Fu Zixin with a gracious smile.
Fu Zixin points to the surroundings.
"Cousin-in-law, you see, there are hardly any people here to view your jewelry exhibition. Don't even mention ten thousand visitors; I think even five thousand today would be difficult."
She speaks without exaggerating.
Indeed, there are only a few dozens of people in the jewelry exhibition hall at the moment.
Fu Zixin laughs softly.
