With an aura of skepticism and a face contorted in wrath, Li Na observed Lu Jianjun tearing open the packet.
Amid this unfolding drama, she looked up sharply when he suddenly stopped. "Turn around and close your eyes," he commanded, his voice demanding immediate compliance.
Her face twisted even more fiercely at the authoritative tone, and with considerable restraint, she clenched her fist, battling the urge to snatch the envelope from his hand.
"No!" she declared defiantly, her tone ringing with rebellion.
"Can you trust me?" he gazed into her eyes with unwavering intensity.
"Haven't lost my mind," she retorted in a low tone, her voice a smoldering ember of defiance.
