Shen Chuwei saw that they didn't believe her, so she stopped talking and kept her head down, staring at the pigeon.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Chun Xi brought over some tea, set it down in front of them, and then stepped aside.
Tao Chenghui saw Shen Chuwei's calm expression and thought of the makeup pigment she had brought, her lips curling into a flattering smile, "Sister Shen, last time I saw you, your makeup was too plain, so I specifically brought something nice this time."
Shen Chuwei subconsciously thought it was something tasty and looked at Tao Chenghui's hands, full of anticipation.
Tao Chenghui took a small box from Ding Xiang and placed it in front of herself.
The box was exquisitely small, with a deep red surface and subtle patterns, clearly not edible.
It looked beautiful, but unfortunately, it wasn't edible.
Shen Chuwei's face fell in disappointment, but when she saw the pigeon again, her expectations returned.
