The morning passed in a flurry of receiving congratulatory gifts, and Mo Yan couldn't help clicking her tongue in amazement as she gazed at the two storerooms piled high with presents; it seemed she had indeed underestimated the influence of the County Lord title.
"They're just common items, yet they overwhelm a inexperienced country girl like you!" Yan Junyu, whose presence at Mo Yan's side had gone unnoticed until now, spoke with a face meant to allure all, yet his words were particularly aggravating.
Mo Yan rolled her eyes and ignored him, otherwise, he'd become even more insufferable.
Seeing that Mo Yan was not engaging, Yan Junyu truly found it boring and, after a moment of silence, he unexpectedly closed his fan and said, "I'm sorry!"
