"Are you doing this on purpose just to piss me off?" Zhou Gu recalled the gift that Cui Yanjin had given him - a few articles he had written after acquiring some knowledge, asking him to critique. Who sends articles as a birthday gift? It would be better to give nothing.
Su Rong smiled, hiding the bracelet in her sleeve, "Alright, alright, I've put it away now. You can't see it, so don't be angry anymore. Tomorrow …"
Before she could say anything more, a few young boys quietly entered the hall. One of them, swift as the wind and soon found himself face-to-face with Su Rong, grabbed onto the Nanchu King in a tight embrace.
The Nanchu King was surprised, "Little Yanjin?"
Cui Yanjin nodded enthusiastically, not letting go of the Nanchu King, accusingly pointed at Zhou Gu, silently saying, "My cousin is bullying me."
