Unexpectedly, the moment her fingers touched the box, Qu Yunyao suddenly let go of her hand, and then, the gift box quickly slipped and fell.
The living room floor was made of wood, and immediately, she heard a "clank" sound, accompanied by the noise of glass shattering.
Crash.
Then the whole living room fell silent.
Mo Weiyi was stunned.
So was Qu Yunyao.
A few seconds later, she looked up, disbelief plastered all over her face as she stared at Mo Weiyi, "Weiyi, did you dislike the gift I gave you that much?"
Mo Weiyi blinked her beautiful cat-like eyes, frowning, "What do you mean by that?"
"What happened?" Mo Yaoxiong had already walked over.
Mo Weiyi quickly explained, "I hadn't actually gotten it yet. You let go first."
"But I waited until Weiyi had a hold of it before I let go." Qu Yunyao frowned, biting her pale pink lips, her expression and tone full of grievance, "I spent nearly five thousand yuan on this swan vase."
