Yiyi glanced sideways at Lin Suqing, who was walking towards her. She moved forward but not towards Lin Suqing. Instead, she suddenly turned toward the desk, placing the cyan jade box and the partly opened velvet cloth together on it.
Usually, Xi Ye would be the first to rush over to take a clear look, but because of the recent embarrassment, he was unusually quiet.
The dog constantly felt that its nose had suffered an "internal injury" due to the excessive irritation. Now, unable to concern itself with anything else, it desperately threw its head back and strained its eyes downward, attempting to see the inside of its nostrils. However, no matter how hard it tried, it could only see a bit of its nose tip.
Each person's mood was complex and profound, much like the strange atmosphere permeating the air at that moment.
