Looking at the royal sister who only became so charming in front of him, Qin Chuan frowned.
It wasn't that he was indifferent to romance, but rather he knew clearly that Murong Mingyue's motives for wanting to become his woman were impure.
Qin Chuan said expressionlessly, "Miss Murong, you should avoid making such jokes in the future."
After speaking, he got up and walked to the window of the VIP room, looking down at the auction hall that was already filled to capacity.
The expression on Murong Mingyue's face instantly stiffened, as Qin Chuan's attitude towards her had obviously changed, his tone carrying a hint of cold indifference that kept people at a thousand miles' distance.
This caused Murong Mingyue's heart to violently twitch as if she had lost something very important.
Once she calmed down, she also realized that she had been too intimate in front of Qin Chuan.
Such intimacy had already caused Qin Chuan's aversion.
