Lan Jin seriously wondered if it was because her lighter was too cheap that he swapped it with hers; after all, her lighter cost a good 99 yuan.
Qin Yin's might have only cost 9.9 yuan, and even come with free shipping. If that was the case, he really made a profit.
But when she saw Qin Yin's lighter, she was slightly taken aback and immediately looked up its price online, which left her somewhat shocked.
Limited edition, very expensive.
The price had six digits.
Lan Jin's cheeks flushed with a hint of red, it seemed she really shouldn't judge a book by its cover—perhaps even stingy people have their generous moments?
Holding such an expensive lighter, Lan Jin could feel its satisfying heft in her hand, and her heart inexplicably felt a little... sweet? What was that about?
Lan Jin's eyes curved into a smile as she carefully put away the lighter.
...
The next day at Quan State No.1 Middle School.
