"Ah!"
Suddenly, a man appeared beside her, a man with a somewhat powerful aura, and Gu Xiaoer, caught off guard, nearly stumbled and fell to the ground. Fortunately, the man was quick to react with a strong, steady hand to support her.
"Da, Da Luoluo..." She was so frightened that she shuddered, looking like a little wife caught stealing a moment of sunshine, as her head drooped, and Han Luoli pulled her into his embrace.
Her heart filled with sour grievances, she wondered, why had Han Luoli come? Why did he happen to show up just as she was receiving Su Jiaxuan's gift?
"Xiao Er, are you alright?" Su Jiaxuan was standing there too. When Gu Xiaoer nearly fell just now, he moved quickly, but still wasn't fast enough to beat the other man, leaving his hand suspended in mid-air, nowhere to rest, and it fell heavily back down.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." It's just a little hard to breathe, Da Luoluo, could you not hug so tightly, please?
"Hmm?" Han Luoli's fingers, distinct and long, held two tickets as his deep eyes narrowed, and with a slight lift of his chin, his expression sternly awaited her explanation.
Perhaps what he needed wasn't an explanation, just an attitude. He surely trusted her, understood her. But dummy, do you know your husband feels very annoyed seeing another man give you a gift you desire?
He domineeringly hoped that all the things she liked came from him. After all, he had plenty of money, more than enough for her to squander.
Having been with him so long, Gu Xiaoer had come to deeply understand the particular intonation of his "Hmm."
Swallowing her saliva in extreme apprehension, she tried to appease him, "Da Luoluo, I'll just look at the tickets, I don't want them! Really, I don't!" Her large, bright eyes blinked earnestly, see, this sincere look in my eyes.
Yet the corner of her eye inadvertently betrayed her, fixated on the tickets fluttering in the man's hand, that careful, nervous treasuring of them, fearful that Han Luoli might tear them up in anger.
"Your ears are red." Han Luoli's large hand followed her hair to pinch her earlobe gently, you little liar, trying to deceive him.
"Ah?!" Sure enough, she guiltily covered her ears.
Han Luoli shook his head, squinting at the tickets in his hand, and sour bubbles of jealousy rose in his heart again. Why was it tickets to another man's concert? Did his Xiao Er actually like this type of man? Wasn't just looking at him enough?
Su Jiaxuan just stood there, facing this man once again. Compared to the last hurried and chaotic encounter in a dim setting, this time he truly felt his formidable presence.
Looking at Han Luoli from another man's perspective, he had the perfect height and physique, a demeanor that looked down on the world, and an impeccably handsome face that all men aspired to, all embodied in this one man.
Observing his face closely, his cool temperament was outstanding, making him feel unexpectedly familiar. It seemed he had seen a similarly perfect man in a photo at his sister's place. Although it was just a profile shot, that unique charisma was strikingly similar.
Standing alongside him right now roused an intense feeling of inferiority within him again.
No man had ever made him feel this way...
At that moment, he saw Han Luoli staring unkindly at Xiao Er, which made Su Jiaxuan uneasy inside.
"Sir, please don't blame Xiao Er. She indeed rejected me."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Han Luoli's frosty gaze abruptly swept over, falling on Su Jiaxuan, quickly shifting away so indifferently that one couldn't tell if it was an illusion or reality. But even that brief moment had made Su Jiaxuan break out in a cold sweat.
Afterward, he heard the man's cool voice come through, "My woman doesn't need someone else to explain for her."