Fan Yu gradually lifted his gaze and asked her calmly.
Fu Xi was stunned by that simple sentence of his; afraid she had heard it wrongly, she stared at him blankly with her pair of enlarged eyes.
Why did he want to help her since they did not even know each other?
"Do you find it weird?" Fan Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a pair of smiley eyes.
He seemed to have seen through her thoughts as he kept the smile beneath his gaze and said, "Perhaps, it is because I could tell that you are really into the art of tie-dye. Also, it was not your wish to help Mo Kun run the fashion show; otherwise, you would not have regretted your actions at the very last minute and got your companions to help Nian Xiaomu."
Fan Yu paused as he spoke and shifted his gaze toward the public square that was bustling with people crowding around the bonfire.
